Gunna – biting my game Lyrics

Gunna – biting my game Lyrics
biting my game
Gunna
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    "biting my game." - Gunna

    Album: The Last Wun
    Track No: 07

    [Chorus]
    Chop up the brain
    Speed out in flames (Skrrt)
    Crib is insane (Insane)
    Stones in my chain (Stones)
    Money, power and fame (Power and fame)
    Niggas risking their life for these millions
    Bitin' my game
    I gotta get 'em new ways (I got it)

    [Verse 1]
    [?] they name is
    Eight bed room is amazin'
    Young wann rich and I'm famous
    Tom Ford, used to be Hanes (Used to be Hanes)
    Nice and protected by angels
    I took my talent to Turks on the villa
    I see your bitch in the DM, I'm a dealer (Dealer)
    I used to bag 'em up and vacuum seal 'em
    She wanna bust down the skittle
    Wunna a dog out the kennel
    Niggas always talkin', they love to say riddles
    Hit preacher boy he a sinner
    I see lot cappin', they broke as a pencil
    That ain't no good for your mental
    Where them blue hunnids? I need me more residual
    And nigga I'm flossin' more than the dental

    [Chorus]
    Chop up the brain
    Speed out in flames (Skrrt)
    Crib is insane (Insane)
    Stones in my chain (Stones)
    Money, power and fame (Power and fame)
    Niggas risking they life for these millions
    Bitin' my game
    I gotta get 'em new ways (I got it)

    [Verse 2]
    Wanted on days
    Step 'em, sharp as a blade (Step 'em)
    Flintstone hit out my chain (Flintstone)
    Baby doll, eating up my game (eat my gang)
    Hunnid mill callin' my name
    Trust me, we ain't the same, lil nigga (lil nigga)
    Sleep with the Maybach pillows (Maybach)
    Then rock on the floor chinchilla
    I told my bitch, "No more feelings" (No)
    Too pretty in the face (Too pretty)
    She skinny in the waist
    I got her body well-trained
    They just be chewin' my game
    Pull up with Bruce like Wayne in the fiscal (Fiscal)
    Bossman, they greet me with, "Mister" (Mister)
    Walk through the door, they don't frisk 'em

    [Chorus]
    Chop up the brain
    Speed out in flames (Skrrt)
    Crib is insane (Insane)
    Stones in my chain
    Money, power and fame (Power and fame)
    Risking they life for these millions
    Bitin' my game
    I gotta get 'em new ways
    I gotta

    Writer(s): Gunna.

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