Sold Out Dates-Gunna Ft. Lil Baby Lyrics

“Sold Out Dates”

[Intro: Gunna]

Yeah, yeah

Young, young, young Gunna, yeah

Run that back, Turbo

Baby

[Chorus: Gunna]

Sold-out dates, cash every day

I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays

This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage

Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid

My jacket Off-White, don’t mean that it’s beige

I clean up real nice, I don’t got a maid

An ape in the 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’ is rare, more this Vlone

Hoes by the pair, I’m never alone

Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons

Drop eight in a two and let it dissolve

Balmain my denim, young GunWunna ball

Rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog

My foreign’s a toy, I’m still a kid

10K this year for Coachella, it’s lit

Rolls got umbrellas to cover her wig

Open Ceremony, left them in a trench

Lightning bolt diamonds ’cause I want revenge

We straight like a line, man, 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 a don

Niggas tryna soak up the drip like a sponge

Hatred’s contagious, I keep me a gun

I’m focused on makin’ a 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

Consistently droppin’, I need me a dub

[Chorus: Gunna]

Sold-out dates, cash every day

I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays

This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage

Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid

My jacket Off-White, don’t mean that it’s beige

I clean up real nice, I don’t got a maid

An ape in the 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 left New York, double datin’ with twins

I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz

I fired my bitch and I hired her friend

I see all the hate through these Cartier lens

Every two months tryna 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 niggas be clones

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

The last eight months 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 poured me an eight

[Chorus: Gunna]

Sold-out dates, cash every day

I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays

This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage

Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid

My jacket Off-White, don’t mean that it’s beige

I clean up real nice, I don’t got a maid

An ape in the night, I’m still rockin’ Bape

Live on paradise, I don’t see the shade

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