Gunna - Sold Out Dates lyrics

[Intro: Gunna] Yeah, yeah Young, young, young Gunna, yeah Run that back Turbo [Chorus: Gunna] Baby, sold out dates, cash every day I got you Hermes, I love that blue race It's cheetah my pack, the condo a cage Addicted to s**, I gotta get laid My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's Bape I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid Her apron at night, I'm still rockin' Bape Live on paradise, I don't see the shade [Verse 1: Gunna] 'Nother backend, I'm back on the road Flooded Patek, paid off a show Drippin' this rare, more this Vlone Hoes by the pair, I'm never alone Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons Eight in a two, and let it dissolve Balmain my dinner, young Gun wanna ball Rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog My foreign's a toy, I'm still a kid Ten K this year for Coachella, it's lit Bro got umbrellas to cover her wig Open sale money, left them in a trench Lightning bolt diamonds 'cause I move with Vince We strapped like a lineman, I really got rich Some more fancy yellow diamonds in my piss Don't get it confused, I'm still bangin' the six New Cartier, Gunna outdone n***as tryna soak up the drip like a sponge Hatred's contagious, I keep me a gun I'm focused on makin' an M in a month Baby order twenty thousand in ones Walk in and buy, I'm not asking how much Red on the bottom, you need to catch up Can't stick to these droppin', I need me a dub [Chorus: Gunna] Sold out dates, cash every day I got you Hermes, I love that blue race It's cheetah my pack, the condo a cage Addicted to s**, I gotta get laid My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's Bape I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid Her apron at night, I'm still rockin' Bape Live on paradise, I don't see the shade [Verse 2: Lil Baby] Me and young Gunna back at it again We just in New York, double datin' with twins I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz I fired my b**h and I hired her friend I see all the hate through these Cartier lens Every two months I done put up an M My dog caught a body, they got it on film He still rockin' Gucci watches in the pen Take a trip 'round the globe then we do it again Got 'em watchin' my drip, guess I'm settin' the trend Louis backpack, hit the jet and I'm gone I don't post what I do 'cause these n***as be clone See these diamonds they hittin', these VVS stones Got a championship ring, I just brought it home FN is plastic, them bullets like pellets This Givenchy jacket, this ain't Pelle Pelle Sold out dates, you know I don't play That last aim wasn't straight, got no time for breaks On they neck 'til it breaks, ain't pushin' no brakes I got on two watches, I still come in late It feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake I pop like I got it, I'm holdin' my weight I control the projects, I'm pushin' this weight I'm sippin' this sizzurp, I pour me an eight [Chorus: Gunna] Sold out dates, cash every day I got you Hermes, I love that blue race It's cheetah my pack, the condo a cage Addicted to s**, I gotta get laid My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's Bape I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid Her apron at night, I'm still rockin' Bape Live on paradise, I don't see the shade