Staring @ Da Sun Lyrics – Lil Gnar

[Intro]
Staring at the sun, staring at the sun
I just got some blunts and I got a drum
We gon’ ride, (??)
(Arjun made it wavy)

[Chorus]
Finger fu*k the money, make the money come
Bad b!tch, she a really one-of-one
Cut ’em down bad, put ’em in a blunt
I just copped the ‘Rari, I just wanna stunt
Take the mushrooms, staring at the sun
Glow man chains, staring at the sun
Main ho mad, b!tch pissed off
Gas blunt, caught that s*it be pitched off
Mm-mm, I got top from this b!tch
Mop from this b!tch
Don Juli’ shot got me bopped in this b!tch
Gang in the party got they Glocks in this b!tch
Don’t get rocked in this b!tch, yeah

[Verse 1]
Stand in your lane, I ain’t even talking ’bout (??) (No (??))
Went through the pain, now I’m a motherfu*king rockstar
Yeah, I’m booting up on molly, it started giving me a locked jaw
Ayy, I told all my demons, they say “That boy going dumb hard”
Ayy, 7.62 with the cooling kit, I’m finna let it breathe (Breathe)
Chopping the top off the ‘Vert, I’m tryna feel the breeze, yeah
She eat the cat like Hibachi, just like she Japanese, yeah (Haha)
I got the foreign lil eater, Cambodian and Vietnamese
Riding round in Atlanta, got these Glocks in this hotbox
Told all these lame n!ggas that it’s on a cockblock
Pull up like Wayne ’99 I bet I make the block hot
Pull up like Wayne in ’99, I bet I make the block hot

[Chorus]
Finger fu*k the money, make the money come

Bad b!tch, she a really one-of-one
Cut ’em down bad, put ’em in a blunt
I just copped the ‘Rari, I just wanna stunt
Take the mushrooms, staring at the sun
Glow man chains, staring at the sun
Main ho mad, b!tch pissed off
Gas blunt, caught that s*it be pitched off
Mm-mm, I got top from this b!tch (B!tch)
Mop from this b!tch
Don Juli’ shot got me bopped in this b!tch
Gang in the party got they Glocks in this b!tch (Bah)
Don’t get rocked in this b!tch, yeah

[Verse 2]
Dracos up in Clayco, smoke the dope like rap star
Get him whacked and I don’t know his name (??)
I was overseas, Italy, I was just eating pasta
Up that score, that Aventador ’cause I’m a baller (Skrrt)
Need your ball in this b!tch, (??) make no offense
If y’all heard ’bout that boy Lil Gnar, he too legit
Know I came up out the mud, boy, I walk around in Rick (What?)
If you’re driver (??) for me, yeah, that ain’t my b!tch (What?)
Baby girl, come fu*k with me, I’ma take you overseas
Ain’t got get you backdoored, ain’t gon’ make you no bleed
I’ma wipe your tears away, I’ma fullfil all your needs
I admit that I’m a dog, but these lil’ n!ggas, they some fleas

[Chorus]
Finger fu*k the money, make the money come
Bad b!tch, she a really one-of-one
Cut ’em down bad, put ’em in a blunt
I just copped the ‘Rari, I just wanna stunt
Take the mushrooms, staring at the sun
Glow man chains, staring at the sun
Main ho mad, b!tch pissed off
Gas blunt, caught that s*it be pitched off (Skrrt)
Mm-mm, I got top from this b!tch (B!tch)
Mop from this b!tch (B!tch)
Don Juli’ shot got me bopped in this b!tch (Bah)
Gang in the party got they Glocks in this b!tch (Bah)
Don’t get rocked in this b!tch, yeah