At the Hotel – Gunna
Genre Rap

LYRIC
At the Hotel

IntroGunna

Playmakers
Yeah
Turn up
Run that back, Turbo

ChorusGunna & Lil Uzi Vert

Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel [Hotel
I gotta win, I can't fail [Can't fail
New foreign, not the Chevelle [Not the Chevelle, huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail [Drip out the mail
This drip ain't going on sale [On sale
Bangin' my gat 'til I'm pale ['Til I'm pale]

Verse 1Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert

Can't fuck with you, Petty LaBelle [Lil' Petty
Me and my brother like Kenan and Kel [Kenan and Kel
Send them racks to my niggas in jail [Jail
Lot of smoke when that Demon fishtail [Yeah, smoke
Niggas hoes and they startin' to reveal [Yeah, hoes
Damn, I hope he don't tell [I hope he don't tell
He silent, I'm paying his bail [Paying his bail
Ain't no fake shit, we keepin' it real [Keepin' it real
I keep me a hammer, no nails [No nails
Moved out the condo to L [Moved out the condo
Shootout like Rondo, the opps [Shootout
The codeine dissolving these pills [These pills
Gucci drip down to my socks [Uh, Gucci drip
Drove the Hellcat out of hell [Skrrt
Wintertime, mink or the fox [Mink or the fox
New Richard Mille my watch [Yeah, Mille my watch
[Yeah], yeah, if we slime then I'm slimin' you out [Slimin' you out
I let too many thots in the house [Thots in the house
I can't fuck then I'm kicking you out [I'm kicking you out, uh
I'm still matching my bag with the pouch [Yeah
I'm a young gangster mixed with a scout [Mixed with a scout
I done stacked me a bigger amount [A bigger amount
Had to show you what Gunna be 'bout [Gunna be 'bout
[Yeah], yeah, I did this shit with no vouch [No vouch
I let your bitch whip it round [Whip it round
Fucking her ass and her mouth [Mouth
Glad that I came out the South [Came out the South
Made it through hate and the doubt [Hate and the doubt
Drippin', it gave me some clout [It gave me some clout
Take a G5 through the clouds [Clouds, huh]

ChorusGunna, Lil Uzi Vert & Young Jordan

Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel [Hotel
I gotta win, I can't fail [Can't fail
New foreign, not the Chevelle [Not the Chevelle, huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail [Drip out the mail
This drip ain't going on sale [On sale
Bangin' my gat 'til I'm pale ['Til I'm pale
[Woah, slatt]

Verse 2Lil Uzi Vert

Got big guns and I will [I will
Don't make me wan' kill [Wan' kill
Fucked her right off pill
Woah, yeah [Lil Uzi], all-white gold no steel [Yeah
Rose gold link on chill
My diamonds, they teal [Brr
They hit white in the light, and at night can't tell, uh [Can't tell
You know that my name it ring bells [Ring bells, ayy
You know I'm high like a light bill [Light bill, yeah
I put my dick in your female [Oh yeah
No pasta but make 'em eat shells [Oh yeah
The Lambo, I need a seatbelt [Skrrt
Two-hundred my dash, you could tell [Woah
You racin' but chasin' a tail [Ayy
I drop my top like it's Montel [Okay
You know Gunna double-C, Chanel [Chanel
No Jordan hide behind spell [Spells
You know forty with the hollow shell [Shells
With that smell, baby, YSL [YSL
Ooh, mister, uh, slimy like a snail, yeah [Snail, slatt, slatt
These diamonds on my wrist, them bitches wet just like a whale [Oh yeah, what?
My new crib so big, yeah, my backyard, it got a trail [It do, what?
You know my swag is so clean, got green, not talking kale [Ooh, what?
Clip long like a unibrow, so my Glock, it named Helga, uh [Yeah, yeah
Took me one whole day to fly that bitch and she Australian [Oh, what? Yeah
What's her name, don't look like a snitch so I ain't with the tellin' [Slatt, slatt, slime
Yeah, yeah

ChorusGunna, Lil Uzi Vert & Young Jordan

Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel [Hotel
I gotta win, I can't fail [Can't fail
New foreign, not the Chevelle [So icy, not the Chevelle, huh, huh
Yeah [Yeah], yeah, I got my drip out the mail [Drip out the mail
This drip ain't going on sale [On sale
Bangin' my gat 'til I'm pale ['Til I'm pale]

Verse 3Young Jordan

Woah, yeah [Woah], we just been living it better
YSL, we want the smoke, that's forever [Woah, woah
Feel like a mice on the race to the cheddar [Yeah, yeah
In the penthouse, we came straight out the shelter [Ooh
Yeah, we came straight out the shelter
Woah, yeah, I got a burner, it melt you [Bah
You got the cards that they dealt you [Bah
They mad a nigga ain't felt them [Bah
Woah, yeah [Woah], FN is light as a feather [Yeah
Hit him two times, Raymond Felton [Felton
We still in the race for the cheddar [Cheddar
Woah, yeah [Woah], Gunna Gunna in the Tesla [Swerve
Doors up like a feather [Swerve
Models pullin' in every time that we let 'em [Yeah
Woah, woah [Woah], slimy, slimy, yeah, we slimes [Slatt
AP Hublot for the time [Slatt
So a ho can't waste my time [No
Baby VV's cost a dime [Dime
Streets heating up, me and Gunna got the iron [Press 'em, press 'em, press 'em, woah, woah]

ChorusGunna, Lil Uzi Vert & Young Jordan

Yeah, yeah, hundred hoes at the hotel [Hotel
I got to win, I can't fail [Can't fail, yeah
New foreign, not the Chevelle [Not the Chevelle, no, huh, huh
Yeah, yeah, I got my drip out the mail [Drip out the mail, yeah, yeah
This drip ain't going on sale [On sale
Bangin' my gat 'til I'm pale ['Til I'm pale]

OutroYoung Jordan

Woah, slatt

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