Gunna – Who You Foolin lyrics

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
Huh, uh

[Chorus]

Who you think you foolin’? We not new to it

We countin’ fluent

I’m scammin’ a wood, my cup full of mud

I came out the hood

Sometimes a gangsta need a hug

I’ma give all my problems above

Hate when people keep doin’ too much

Keep it real, the streets show you no love

[Verse 1]

We don’t need no one vouchin’ for us

I’ve been grindin’ and found me a bust

I’ve been searchin’ for love and found lust

It’s so hard to stop holdin’ a grudge

My lil’ dawg split your shit like a Dutch

My whole squad kept the kid in the cut

Keep your strap ’cause these niggas play tough

Pick and chose who the right one to trust

Pick and chose who the right one to trust

Keep it real it’s a lot fake love

Niggas hate but they bitches in love

And the Bentley all white like a dove

I took off, ate this Xan, means it works

Kicked her out, told her walk to the burbs

I’m a sipper, can tell when it’s cut

You can’t tell me that she ain’t a slut

[Chorus]

Who you think you foolin’? We not new to it

We countin’ fluent

I’m scammin’ a wood, my cup full of mud

I came out the hood

Sometimes a gangsta need a hug

I’ma give all my problems above

Hate when people keep doin’ too much

Keep it real, the streets show you no love

[Verse 2]

I don’t need no one vouchin’ for me

I be flossin’, ain’t talkin’ ’bout my teeth

Car push-start, I keep losin’ the keys

Chanel, Boss my closet full of C’s

My shit wet Elliantte, VVs

I got pearls ’round my neck, not no beads

I get cash in my bag while I’m sleep

New blue face, two-tone Patek Philippe

Beverly Center, shoppin’ spree on me

New agenda, don’t do nothin’ free

Ain’t not one of my foreigns on E

All my bitches got expensive weave

I sip drank for my pain to get eased

I still talk to the Lord on my knees

Helpin’ me take care all of my needs

And we take off the top for a breeze

[Chorus]

Who you think you foolin’? We not new to it

We countin’ fluent

I’m scammin’ a wood, my cup full of mud

I came out the hood

Sometimes a gangsta need a hug

I’ma give all my problems above

Hate when people keep doin’ too much

Keep it real, the streets show you no love

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