"200 For Lunch" lyrics - GUNNA

[Intro:]
(Taurus)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus:]
I had two hundred for lunch (Two hundred)
Last night, I fucked on her cunt (No cap)
Twenty-four shows in a month (A month)
Looked at the time, it was crunch (Time)
Ice, diamonds is crushed (Ice)
Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked (Tucked)
Yeah, cold as a slush (Cold as a slush)
Barely rest so I'm sippin' the 'Tuss (Sippin' the 'Tuss)
Go get it a must (Must)
Fuck her good in her pussy, no must (Yeah)
Yeah, love and not lust (Not lust)
My crew loyal, we trusted in us (Trusted in us)
Yeah, runnin' it up (It up)
Got this shit out the ground and the mud (The mud)

Yeah, look at it glist', see what I mean (See what I mean)
A lot of blue faces, you pickin' green
Fuck on her naked, bust on her spleen (Ooh)
Cross on the Chrome Heart, three K for the jeans (Uh)
Feel like a player, keep a trick up my sleeve (Trick up my sleeve)
I'm cool on you dawg hoes, I don't want the fleas
I'm smokin' exotic, it don't got a seed
Feelin' the roof and I can feel the breeze
Pockets got nachos, extra chili cheese (Wow)
Smokin' gelato, got me feelin' eased
Might cop that Rollie for my oldest niece (Yeah)
I drop a hit, I'm knowin' what they need
I check out the motor, gotta have some speed
Louis bifocals, I can't see defeat
Cash runnin' over, I can feel the greed (Taurus)

[Chorus:]
I had two hundred for lunch (Two hundred)
Last night, I fucked on her cunt (No cap)
Twenty-four shows in a month (A month)
Looked at the time, it was crunch (Time)
Ice, diamonds is crushed (Ice)
Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked (Tucked)
Yeah, cold as a slush (Cold as a slush)
Barely rest so I'm sippin' the 'Tuss (Sippin' the 'Tuss)
Go get it a must (Must)
Fuck her good in her pussy, no must (Yeah)
Yeah, love and not lust (Not lust)
My crew loyal, we trusted in us (Trusted in us)
Yeah, runnin' it up (It up)
Got this shit out the ground and the mud (The mud)

Went and got rich out the ground and the mud (Ground and the mud)
Ridin' the Rolls and the mink is a rug (Mink is a rug)
911 Porsche and the trunk is a hood (Skrrt)
Told her come through, come and sit on this wood (Come through)
Neighborhood trap used to cap off a jug (Neighborhood)
Fucked a nat-nat in the back of the hood (Yeah)
I never ratted, keep that understood (Nah)
Ain't goin' backwards, I don't think I could
These labels be trappin' rappers like they Suge
Got M's in the bank, bitch, I feel life is good (M's)
They neck in the pavement, held down by my foot
Been patiently waitin', wish a nigga would
Just drop a location, my niggas will do it (Yeah)
I got a old bitch, can't wait for me to screw her
Just picked up two hundred, I'm headed to Forbes (Headed to Forbes)

[Chorus:]
I had two hundred for lunch (Two hundred)
Last night, I fucked on her cunt (No cap)
Twenty-four shows in a month (A month)
Looked at the time, it was crunch (Time)
Ice, diamonds is crushed (Ice)
Louis V but my T-Shirt is tucked (Tucked)
Yeah, cold as a slush (Cold as a slush)
Barely rest so I'm sippin' the 'Tuss (Sippin' the 'Tuss)
Go get it a must (Must)
Fuck her good in her pussy, no must (Yeah)
Yeah, love and not lust (Not lust)
My crew loyal, we trusted in us (Trusted in us)
Yeah, runnin' it up (It up)
Got this shit out the ground and the mud (The mud)

[Outro:]
I blow Biscotti clouds of the bud (The bud)
Throw the racks up, it look like a flood (Look like a flood)