[Lyric] Gone with the Wind (Chill-N)

Hook:
Gone with the wind
20 hoes all in the sprinter van
All part of the plan
Tonight, they ain’t gotta a man

These bitches they smoke and I’m a fan
The ones off the Molly I’m a big fan
The one doin coke, I am Stan
Stacking up paper, yeah fuck all my haters, I won’t see you later, cause I’ll have the bands

Gone with the wind
My life’s a binge
I do what like again, again
And nothing can stop me until my life ends
Yeah Right now I’m on a bend

I’m just tryna live this wild life style with all of my friends
I’m just tryna Cake up till a normal car is a Benz
But for now I’m just gone with thе wind
Verse 1:
Yeah I fuck thе baddest of bitches
The ones that know just how to roll up a swisher
Yeah The ones that just eat you for dinner
The type that only fuck with you because you’re a winner

Yeah

The type that bring out your natural born sinner
The type that has moves that makes you think she’s a stripper
The type that suck you off in the bathroom and tells her friends that they can miss her

Lookin like the wolf of Wall Street and I’m feelin like I’m Leonardo DeCap
This one lookin like Naomi and it bounce when I hit it from the back
She’s devil level and knows how put that arch in her back
That’s all facts, there’s no cap
Yeah She’s a bad bitch who’s in love with the stacks

Hook:
Gone with the wind
20 hoes all in the sprinter van
All part of the plan
Tonight, they ain’t gotta a man

These bitches they smoke and I’m a fan
The ones off the Molly I’m a big fan
The one doin coke, I am Stan
Stacking up paper, yeah fuck all my haters, I won’t see you later, cause I’ll have the bands
Gone with the wind
My life’s a binge
I do what like again, again
And nothing can stop me until my life ends
Yeah Right now I’m on a bend

I’m just tryna live this wild life style with all of my friends
I’m just tryna Cake up till a normal car is a Benz
But for now I’m just gone with the wind

Verse 2:
I’m livin my life I don’t care if it’s right
Cause we all have a limited time
What is life if you don’t do what you like
Don’t play by the rules, they were meant to be broken

Took one hit off the blunt and now she’s chokin
Makin commotion
Mixing up potions
Raisin up glasses and toastin
Yeah we’re Toastin up to a new notion

It’s a toast to success
A toast to bein the best
To being different than the rest
And runnin up checks
And signin asses and breasts
Not anything less
Hit Lenox, then cash out in Phipps
One day buyin quarter million dollars whips
Show moms that she was right for believing in this shit
And that I’m really up in this bitch

Hook:
Gone with the wind
20 hoes all in the sprinter van
All part of the plan
Tonight, they ain’t gotta a man

These bitches they smoke and I’m a fan
The ones off the Molly I’m a big fan
The one doin coke, I am Stan
Stacking up paper, yeah fuck all my haters, I won’t see you later, cause I’ll have the bands

Gone with the wind
My life’s a binge
I do what like again, again
And nothing can stop me until my life ends
Yeah Right now I’m on a bend

I’m just tryna live this wild life style with all of my friends
I’m just tryna Cake up till a normal car is a Benz
But for now I’m just gone with the wind