Gunna – Pedestrian Lyrics

Gunna – Pedestrian Lyrics
Pedestrian
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    "Pedestrian." - Gunna

    Album: Gunna: A Gift & A Curse Setlist
    Track No: 13
    Yeah
    Turn it up
    Turn, t-turn in your headphones
    (My ****, Weezy, know what I'm sayin'?)
    Ooh, ooh
    None
    (Metro Boomin wants some more, ****)
    I can't be a regular pedestrian, no
    I got on my grind, ain't no more stressin'
    Can't nobody stop me from my blessin's
    Find the finest, got designer on my headband
    Can we have a threesome with yo best friend?
    She sucked it quick, didn't have no time to cut on Netflix
    Gotta watch these bitches, shit be hectic
    Can't let no **** trick me off my exit
    Stars on my Air Forces, these Givenchy
    Kill you like abortion, leave your head cracked
    Burn this mile like rubber on the Hellcat
    Know I'm workin' my muscles all day, I'm carryin' cash
    Slap that hunnid round drum in the Kel-Tec
    Double cup filled with mud, I sip real red
    Bank robbin' got my cuz fifteen years, fed
    He a solid get money **** with a hard head
    Stackin' these loaves of bread, I want more and more
    My bitch just showed me a bag, cost some hunchos
    Double O-Seven coupe, stash console
    On the road, cashin' these checks like I four-four
    I can't be a regular pedestrian, no
    I got on my grind, ain't no more stressin'
    Can't nobody stop me from my blessin's
    Find the finest, got designer on my headband
    Can we have a threesome with yo best friend?
    She sucked it quick, didn't have no time to cut on Netflix
    Gotta watch these bitches, shit be hectic
    Can't let no **** trick me off my exit
    Life was ruthless, now the car coupe, bitch, we don't need roofs
    Can't forget Frank Lucas, riches, know I do it for King Troup
    I been ballin' outta the park, I feel like Babe Ruth
    Hearin' a lotta little talkin', but I'm paid too
    Bitch just hit my phone, she say, I miss you
    How you get this line?
    Last time I saw you was in high school
    VVS's bright, they shine like lights, ooh
    Rockin' all this ice, my shit must be swole
    Comme des Garçons, I put that shit on
    Ones that want the lift 'cause this money long
    I know I got strength, 'cause this weed strong
    This the smell, cost me fifteen hundred on cologne, yeah
    I can't be a regular pedestrian, no
    I got on my grind, ain't no more stressin'
    Can't nobody stop me from my blessin's
    Find the finest, got designer on my headband
    Can we have a threesome with yo best friend?
    She sucked it quick, didn't have no time to cut on Netflix
    Gotta watch these bitches, shit be hectic
    Can't let no **** trick me off my exit
    Took a pill yesterday and I'm still high
    Pick a private plane for a lift , yeah
    Took a pill yesterday and I'm still high
    Take a private plane for a lift, yeah
    I can't be a regular pedestrian
    I got on my grind, ain't no more stressin'
    Can't nobody stop me from my blessin's
    Find the finest, got designer on my headband
    Can we have a threesome with yo best friend?
    She sucked it quick, didn't have no time to cut on Netflix
    Gotta watch these bitches, shit be hectic
    Can't let no **** trick me off my exit

    Writer(s): Metro Boomin, Wheezy, Doughboy Beatz, Gunna.

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