Onnagondola - Stunt Double Lyrics

You getting caught up in 4K, Brodie on Nikon
All the smoke still fill up the room when the lights off
We getting fucked up every day, I'm living life wrong
In a brand new DEFCON, bring the DEFCON into Saigon
I might drop a bag on some brand new Saint Laurent Goggles
All my stunts be done on my own, I don't need a stunt double
I got way too many shooters, why would I have one gunner?
All my drip be staying on point like my name was young Gunna
We came up, fuck what you talking about, pop up with the drop and then I am locking it down
You changed up and love hating me now, but I know inside your mind you ain't really hating the sound
My heart be racing while I'm pacing around, I can't close my eyes, demons love to chase me around
This whole world tried wasting me now, I don't give a fuck what anybody try talking about
I'm getting high in the house
Got Brand new beam on the shelf
Is that OG down in Hell?
I got that preme over belt
Evil deeds when I'm in doubt
I don't leave out my shell
Bitch we gon' show and no tell
I don't leave out my shell
You better take a new route, ahh
I'm rolling bundles of the za
What the fuck you on?
I be off the shits I'm gone
Walking around with the iron
I got the red in my eyes
So gone, I can't describe
So high I feel like imma die
Stupid as hell I'm fucking blind, I'll keep my thoughts inside
I don't wanna talk about it, I'd rather roll a three five
Chemicals on sight, got my chemicals all right
Bitch I'm on the rise I never sleep we night riding
Nocturnal society, my brain paralyzing me
Bitch I got anxiety, nobody as high as me
Pull up and come die with me, this life tiring
I ball like I'm Kyrie, I don't think they nice as me
Nobody as fly as me, you die if you trying me
No one killing me, if I die I am suiciding me
My mind like a diary, online I be pirating
You ain't got shit going so you making up some rivalry
You getting caught up in 4K, brodie on Nikon
All the smoke still fill up the room when the lights off
We getting fucked up every day, I'm living life wrong
In a brand new DEFCON, bring the DEFCON into Saigon
I might drop a bag on some brand new Saint Laurent Goggles
All my stunts be done on my own, I don't need a stunt double
I got way too many shooters, why would I have one gunner?
All my drip be staying on point like my name was young Gunna
We came up, fuck what you talking about, pop up with the drop and then I am locking it down
You changed up and love hating me now, but I know inside your mind you ain't really hating the sound
My heart be racing while I'm pacing around, I can't close my eyes, demons love to chase me around
This whole world tried wasting me now, I don't give a fuck what anybody try talking about

You getting caught up in 4K, Brodie on Nikon
All the smoke still fill up the room when the lights off
We getting fucked up every day, I'm living life wrong
In a brand new DEFCON, bring the DEFCON into Saigon
I might drop a bag on some brand new Saint Laurent Goggles
All my stunts be done on my own, I don't need a stunt double
I got way too many shooters, why would I have one gunner?
All my drip be staying on point like my name was young Gunna
We came up, fuck what you talking about, pop up with the drop and then I am locking it down
You changed up and love hating me now, but I know inside your mind you ain't really hating the sound
My heart be racing while I'm pacing around, I can't close my eyes, demons love to chase me around
This whole world tried wasting me now, I don't give a fuck what anybody try talking about
I'm getting high in the house
Got Brand new beam on the shelf
Is that OG down in Hell?
I got that preme over belt
Evil deeds when I'm in doubt
I don't leave out my shell
Bitch we gon' show and no tell
I don't leave out my shell
You better take a new route, ahh
I'm rolling bundles of the za
What the fuck you on?
I be off the shits I'm gone
Walking around with the iron
I got the red in my eyes
So gone, I can't describe
So high I feel like imma die
Stupid as hell I'm fucking blind, I'll keep my thoughts inside
I don't wanna talk about it, I'd rather roll a three five
Chemicals on sight, got my chemicals all right
Bitch I'm on the rise I never sleep we night riding
Nocturnal society, my brain paralyzing me
Bitch I got anxiety, nobody as high as me
Pull up and come die with me, this life tiring
I ball like I'm Kyrie, I don't think they nice as me
Nobody as fly as me, you die if you trying me
No one killing me, if I die I am suiciding me
My mind like a diary, online I be pirating
You ain't got shit going so you making up some rivalry
You getting caught up in 4K, brodie on Nikon
All the smoke still fill up the room when the lights off
We getting fucked up every day, I'm living life wrong
In a brand new DEFCON, bring the DEFCON into Saigon
I might drop a bag on some brand new Saint Laurent Goggles
All my stunts be done on my own, I don't need a stunt double
I got way too many shooters, why would I have one gunner?
All my drip be staying on point like my name was young Gunna
We came up, fuck what you talking about, pop up with the drop and then I am locking it down
You changed up and love hating me now, but I know inside your mind you ain't really hating the sound
My heart be racing while I'm pacing around, I can't close my eyes, demons love to chase me around
This whole world tried wasting me now, I don't give a fuck what anybody try talking about