Gunna – Sins

Gunna – Sins Lyrics

Artist: Gunna
Song: Sins

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Lord forgive me for my sins-in-ins-in-in-in
Lord please forgive me for my sins
Did so much sh#t I can’t repent

I put some more diamonds in my wrist
Look at the time a n#gg# spent
I’m cashin’ out, I don’t want no rent
I spend like a diamond when we in Fifths

They can’t see the Tom Ford on my lens
I sip me some syrup and pop a ten
Wanna know how much money we gettin’?
Told these n#gg#s imma trap again

Get them bales them b#tches traffickin’
Hit my line my n#gg#, pack is in
Imma rack em’, stack em’ by the ten
We rockin’ Rollie’s, servin’ out a Benz

Man they need to stop it
You know goin’ outside ain’t an option
Imma pull out that fire and start poppin’
Imma whip at that cat when I got it

My new b#tch is, exotic
I’m far from a cop, but I still cop it
These haters scrolin’, clickin’, still watchin’
Easter Pink, now I’m pill poppin’

I pop a pint and pour it in the soda
p#ss# police wanna pull me over
I’m young, I’m black, I’m rich, I drive a Rover
I book a show, this sh#t is over the code

They don’t wanna see you be an owner
Had to separate and be a loner
Ain’t trying see the cap like a Coca-Cola
Lord please forgive me for my sins

Did so much sh#t I can’t repent
I put some more diamonds in my wrist
Look at the time a n#gg# spent
I’m cashin’ out, I don’t want no rent

I spend like a diamond when we in Fifths
They can’t see the Tom Ford on my lens
I sip me some syrup and pop a ten
I sip me some syrup and pop a ten

They can’t see the Tom Ford on my lens
She wan’ hit me, pop my sh#t again
I see ya’ loyalty within
Trust me, I’m knowin’ you’re a friend

I’m loyal, we ridin’ to the end
The dog made me sorry
I love to work, you n#gg#s love to party
I shoot for for the Carti

Go ahead and jump in that Rarri’
Private jets, we eatin’ calamari
I do this sh#t for Lil Zary
If it don’t serve a purpose then it’s retarted

Picked that backend up at the after party
I’m puttin’ dick in ya daughter
Not 21, but these b#tches, I slaughter
Might go the club and buy yo’ b#tch a bottle

I bet you didn’t know I put balls in the Tesla
I don’t own a pair of handcuffs, I can’t cuff her
I left my heart in the county, I can’t love her
Pockets celery because I get paid double

Only God can keep me outta trouble, yeah
Lord please forgive me for my sins
Did so much sh#t I can’t repent
I put some more diamonds in my wrist

Look at the time a n#gg# spent
I’m cashin’ out, I don’t want no rent
I spend like a diamond when we in Fifths
They can’t see the Tom Ford on my lens

I sip me some syrup and pop a ten
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Release Year: 2021