RELENTLESS lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro: Gunna & Future]
Wheezy outta here
Yeah, uh

[Chorus: Gunna]
Look for a nut, f*ckin' these b*tches (Mm)
Dropped out the knots, wackin' these n*ggas (Wack)
Actin' retarded, way too relentless (Wow)
Popped a few perkies, scratchin' and itchin' (Woah)
Clean with no mop, fresh out the fridge (Clean)
My brodie top chef, whip in the kitchen (Whip it up)
Car push to start, ain't no ignition (Start)
Raised up the bar, don't do the limit

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Uh, came out them trenches, I need an applause (I need an applause)
I was supply when they needed the raw
Trap beatin', ain't need no help, get it, nah (Nah)
Aventador sit low, it creepin' and crawl (Crawl)
Expensive taste, she got my meat in her jaws (Meat in her jaws)
I'm goin' out of way if you ever come cross (Ever come cross)
You stuck like a four or a lock in a sock (Yeah)
Yeah, oh, yeah (Yeah)
I get that cat to make sure that we straight
Thugger my brother, my twin, my ace
Made my mind up, I wasn't slingin' trays
They start goin' crazy when Wheezy wave (Wave)
I mix the syrup in a Minute Maid (Syrup)
Wash up with Clorox, tryna clean a stain (Clean)
Thinkin' 'bout bringin' his family pain
Pour me a pint (Pour it up)
Yeah, pass me the tabs
Yeah, pop me a half (Pop, pop it up)
Hop on this lap (Uh, skrrt)
Geek it up, geek it up (Skrrt, skrrt)
We ride an Uber like cab (Uber)
Drivin' by in two or three jabs (Drive)
I can f*ck 'less she fresh out the bath (Fresh)
Eat my b*tch, I'm a eater, I eat her up
[Chorus: Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert]
Look for a nut, f*ckin' these b*tches (Mm)
Dropped out the knots, wackin' these n*ggas (Wack)
Actin' retarded, way too relentless (Wow)
Popped a few perkies, scratchin' and itchin' (Woah)
Clean with no mop, fresh out the fridge (Clean)
My brodie top chef, whip in the kitchen (Whip it up)
Car push to start, ain't no ignition (Start it, woah)
Raised up the bar, don't do the limit (Woah, woah)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Lamb' 'Ventador, this a whole venti (Woo)
Lift up my door, got no ignition (Lift 'em up)
Dior, my store, now she too picky
I got the guap, I'm gettin' plenty (Money)
Knock on my door, I got the sticky (Wow)
Rat-a-tat-tat, these n*ggas rats
Pull up a matte, that sh*t all black
No, I don't cap and do ever, no pity (Woah)
These n*ggas opps, they hang with the opps
So I can never chill with 'em, 'cause bird by a flock
I got a rifle, I put a scope on that b*tch
Watch them get popped, dropped (Baow)
No, I'm not scared, yes, I will santa you
Live on the beach, I'm tired of this sand in shoe (Woah)
Watch how my n*ggas, they come and dismantle you (Ayy)
I got a foreign, my whip is all manual (Ayy, ayy)
I could pull up in some big boy sh*t, Phantom too (Yeah)
Diamonds my canines, that's, um, fifty grand or two
These n*ggas, I swear these boys they be fans of me
So how the f*ck could I, um, be a fan of you? (Ooh)
I am so high but a n*gga not landin' through
This is a Daytona Charger
Diamonds, my neck, I look flawless
I f*cked that b*tch by the water
[Chorus: Gunna]
Look for a nut, f*ckin' these b*tches (Mm)
Dropped out the knots, wackin' these n*ggas (Wack)
Actin' retarded, way too relentless (Wow)
Popped a few perkies, scratchin' and itchin' (Woah)
Clean with no mop, fresh out the fridge (Clean)
My brodie top chef, whip in the kitchen (Whip it up)
Car push to start, ain't no ignition (Start)
Raised up the bar, don't do the limit
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