Gunna - prototype [Official Visualizer]

The official visualizer for Gunna's "prototype" - OUT NOW! Stream "The Last Wun": https://gunna.lnk.to/thelastwun Shop Official Merch: https://gunnawunna.com/ Follow Gunna: https://only1gunna.com/ https://www.instagram.com/gunna/ https://twitter.com/1GunnaGunna https://www.tiktok.com/@gunna https://www.facebook.com/gunnaofficial/ https://soundcloud.com/gunna ℗ 2025 Young Stoner Life Records / 300 Entertainment #Gunna #prototype #OfficialVisualizer #TheLastWun Lyrics: Call it what you want, I just want some head I don't know your name, money long On my way, take her home she live in the train I just ate two more and I'm going outer space Standin' like, out of sight, uh Private flight, and it's top ten Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right I don't fuck with you clowns, you niggas prototypes I put a SIM C to Range Rover like a trackhawk I'm one of the trendsetters cut from a whole different cloth I done got a rich fetish, stack relish, I'm an underdog I never get petty, I ain't petty, I'm a real boss They count big fetty you can tell where a nigga walk I know the way you keep stepping, they ain't playing, hear me really talk Handle the business at all times, early morning when I get a call Protect the greatest of all time, aw man, you a real dog Pull up in the SF90, I can switch cars by the minute It ain't hard to see who in it It ain't hard to see who winning Look how I stack my girl she.., had to take her image Catch me every penny, I don't get offended I don't get offended Call it what you want, I just want some head I don't know your name, money long On my way, take her home she live in the trey I just ate two more and I'm going outer space Standin' like, out of sight, uh Private flight, and it's top ten Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right I don't fuck with you clowns, you niggas prototypes It's a million in jewelry for insurance, way more than Geico Last year I was touring, now I'm back in Europe, it's a cycle I can see the influence that I'm doing, you don't hear a nigga, though It's a young Gunnawunna and you know I'm comin', I'm a billy goat For the young one that believe it, it can happen, I'ma keep on giving hope I'ma keep counting this stack and make it stack up high on your tippy-toes Niggas be doing the cap and all that capping, catch up to your front door Brand new cash, need it pronto, wherever I'm at got a plant row I got my bitch a trainer, she ain't had to get lipo Nigga had tweeted my name, must've had to be a typo Petty cash can recycle Hitting the pull on suppressors, heavy, it ain't light, no Call it what you want, I just want some bread I don't know your name, money long On my way, take her home she live in the trey I just ate two more and I'm going outer space Standin' like, out of sight, uh Private flight, and it's top ten Tryna copy the style and you ain't do it right I don't fuck with you clowns, you niggas prototypes I just want some head I don't know your name money long On my way, take her home, she live in the trey I just ate two more and I'm going out of space