GoldLink ft. LukeyWorld - Dunya Lyrics

Packs that I sold (yeah)
And I got it for the low (yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (woah)
Whip, then I let that go (yeah)
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes (yeah)
Down ten of dem toes (woah)
And I was linkin' my niggas at Moe's
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes, yeah
Down ten of dem toes
And I was linkin' my niggas at Moe's

Right for the bro god, uh
put it in a chokehold, uh
Met a lil' crazy bitch, uh
crazy what I like, though
3D print truck, yeah
3D Benz truck, yeah
When I really wanna rap-rap
I'ma really run 'em up, uh
Take the whole rap ting, uh
Take the whole wap ching
I put the rap game on the ropes
And really make my ting, huh
I'm a lil' willy, big stunt
All I need a black girl, big butt
I could give a fuck or two fucks, what? What? (Haha)

Packs that I sold (yeah)
And I got it for the low (yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (woah)
Whip, then I let that go (yeah)
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes (yeah)
Down ten of dem toes (woah)
And I was linkin' my niggas at Moe's
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes, yeah
Down ten of dem toes
And I was linkin' my niggas at Moe's

I'm too big for the rap shit, really
Had no tape and the pop too silly
Put one tape out the world start geekin'
Still in the hood ridin' 'round with the demons
Me and Big Ray, we was out in palace
I was nineteen and I lost my balance
I was still askin', "Like, who these niggas?"
Rap game easy, still no challenge
Dunya lit, I think the blue group crazy
Streets left on, nigga, beat that pavement
Few of them boys woulda beat them cases
I was like, "Haha," then I had a baby
Then I got bigger and the bag got long
Like long, like me, ballplayers on the small play
I was like, "Let's go," we was in beast mode
God really chose us, niggas so special
Rick Owens skate shoes, mixed with the real walk
Real rap, real talk, meet Bill, I walk
I float on beats, I don't need no gas up
This my belt for whoopings
Might just cop you a cushion
Invite my girl to the Dunya
Dee Dee might use some, blowin' some
That bitch crazy, like, uh

Packs that I sold (yeah)
And I got it for the low (yeah)
Whip, when I whip on the stove (woah)
Whip, then I let that go (yeah)
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes (yeah)
Down ten of dem toes (woah)
And I was linkin' my niggas at Moe's
Yeah, yeah, packs that I sold, yeah, uh
Got it for the low, yeah
I whip, then I whip on the stove, yeah
Whip, then I let that go, yeah
Man, I'm used to them poles
'Round here, anything goes, yeah
Down ten of dem toes
And I was linkin' my niggas at Moe's