Let That Sink In Lyrics – Gunna

Read the full Let that sink in lyrics by Gunna along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Gunna’s music, you can also explore Sakpase and Fuck witcha boy, two other songs by Gunna.

[Intro]
Who that drop that again? Who that drop that again?
You can tell by the way they dress on the latest trend
Don’t let that go over your head, let that sink in (Run that back, Turbo)
Have ’em chop your dread, let that sink in

[Chorus]
With that Lamborghini the two seater like I drag (Drag)
I can put some Pucci on her coochie, yeah I’m nasty (Nasty)
I’ve been giving them love all my career, this year I’m taxing (This year I’m taxing)
Don’t let that go over your head, let that sink in
Have ’em chop your dread, let that sink in

Ten mil’ on the check, all I need is pen
N!gga, I better get rest, had my patience thin
You can tell by the way they dress on the latest trend
I don’t care if she pretty in the face, that s*it don’t make her a ten
When you built off faith, your s*it don’t break or bend

[Verse 1]
Know this s*it be fake, you still gon’ take a chance (Take a chance)
Bet they let me cook with the pots and pans (Pots and pans)
Coming in second quarter, I’m ’bout to hit the gas (Skrrt)
I’ve been keeping s*it cordial, I be about to crash (About to crash)
Twenty-four inch Forgis on a black sedan, yeah
From shopping on Mr. Porter, now go shopping France (Go shopping in France)
One-of-one drip from Gucci, these ain’t Dapper Dan (Nah)
Let these boys be goofy, I got a master plan
Got my feet kicked up, I’m kicking like Jackie Chan (Wah)
Fifteen hundred or nothing, I got a pack from Rance
Connects cross the border that I can call on hand (Call on hand)

[Chorus]
Don’t let that go over your head, let it sink in (Sink in)
Have ’em chop your dread, let that sink in (Sink in)
Ten mil’ on the check, all I need is pen, yeah
N!gga, I better get rest, had my patience thin
You can tell by the way they dress on the latest trend

I don’t care if she pretty in the face, that s*it don’t make her a ten
When you built off faith, your s*it don’t break or bend

[Verse 2]
Live my life like a movie, how I do it, you can imagine
I spent a trip this winter in the jacuzzi in the cabin
Got me a brand new mink, it’s made by Louis, screaming fashion (It’s made by Louis, screaming fashion)
Forgiatos, these ain’t Davins (Nah)
Pulling off in a Spyder with the top off, I like that one (That one)
Back on choosing to cypher about that paper, I’m gonna tax ’em
Don’t care if you n!ggas don’t like it, you gon’ face me on the last one

[Chorus]
With that Lamborghini the two seater like I drag (Drag)
I can put some Pucci on her coochie, yeah I’m nasty (Nasty)
I’ve been giving them love all my career, this year I’m taxing (This year I’m taxing)
Don’t let that go over your head, let that sink in
Have ’em chop your dread, let that sink in
Ten mil’ on the check, all I need is pen