Sold Out Dates
Gunna Lyrics


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Yeah
Yeah
Young, young, young Gunna, yeah
(Run that back Turbo)
Baby

Sold out dates, cash every day
I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
My jacket Off-White, don't mean that it's beige
I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid
A ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

'Nother backend, I'm back on the road
Flooded Patek, paid off a show
Drippin' this rare, more this VLONE
Hoes by the pair, I'm never alone
Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons
Drop eight in a two, and let it dissolve
Balmain my dinner, young GunWunna ball
Rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog
My foreign's a toy, I'm still a kid
10K this year for Coachella, it's lit
Rolls got umbrellas to cover her wig
Open Ceremony, left them in a trench
Lightning bolt diamonds 'cause I want revenge
We straight like a line, man, I really got rich
Some more fancy yellow diamonds in my piss
Don't get it confused, I'm still bangin' the six
New Cartier, Gunna a don
Niggas tryna soak up the drip like a sponge
Hatred's contagious, I keep me a gun
I'm focused on makin' an M in a month
Baby order twenty thousand in ones
Walk in and buy, I'm not askin' how much
Red on the bottom, you need to catch up
Consistently droppin', I need me a dub

Sold out dates, cash every day
I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
My jacket Off-White, don't mean that it's beige
I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid
A ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

Me and young Gunna back at it again
We just left New York, double datin' with twins
I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz
I fired my bitch then I hired her friend
I see all the hate through these Cartier lens
Every two months I done put up an M
My dog caught a body, they got it on film
He still rockin' Gucci watches in the pen'
Take a trip 'round the globe then we do it again
Got 'em watchin' my drip, guess I'm settin' the trend
Louis backpack, hit the jet and I'm gone
I don't post what I do 'cause these niggas be clone
See these diamonds they hittin', these VVS stones
Got a championship ring, I just brought it home
FN is plastic, the bullets like pellets
This Givenchy jacket, this ain't Pelle Pelle
Sold out dates, you know I don't play
The last eight months straight, got no time for breaks
On they neck 'til it break, ain't pressin' no brakes
I got on two watches, I still come in late
It feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake
I pop like I got it, I'm holdin' my weight
I control the projects, I'm pushin' this weight
I'm sippin' this sizzurp, I pour me an eight

Sold out dates, cash every day
I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
My jacket Off-White, don't mean that it's beige
I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid




A ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

Overall Meaning

In his song, “Sold Out Dates,” Gunna talks about his luxurious lifestyle and the endless flow of money he has. He proudly portrays himself as a women magnet and explains how he has expensive taste for everything, including his pet cheetah. The song is seemed to be mainly about how he has achieved success in his career and he is now living a lavish life, something that is not so attainable by everyone.


He mentions how he has money flowing in from various shows, and he has been able to purchase some of the most luxurious items such as Hermés and Off-White jackets. Gunna also says how he has been able to retire his old car and buy himself a new one, a Wraith. Additionally, he mentions how he has to keep a gun for protection since people seem to be envious of his success and he is not willing to take any chances.


In conclusion, the song “Sold Out Dates” by Gunna is about his success in his career and his newfound wealth. He praises himself for achieving the life he wanted, which includes owning luxurious items and continuous access to money from his shows. The song is a testament to his lifestyle, showcasing the life of somebody who is at the apex of their career and has the means to purchase anything they want.


Line by Line Meaning

Baby, sold out dates, cash every day
I'm making a lot of money and selling out shows.


I got you Hermés, I light up Blu-rays
I have enough money to buy you designer clothes and expensive things.


This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
I have expensive and exotic pets, but I'm still trapped in my luxurious lifestyle.


Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
I have a strong desire for sex and need to satisfy it frequently.


My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's beige
My designer clothing is expensive and high-quality, and not just the color beige.


I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid
I don't need a maid to clean up after me because I take care of myself and my appearance.


An ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
I have a unique and fashionable sense of style and am still relevant and trendy.


Live on paradise, I don't see the shade
I live in a paradise-like environment with lots of money and success, and don't see the negative aspects of it.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Sergio Kitchens, Dominque Jones, Chandler Durham, Ghetto Guitar

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@deathrowrcrds

Sold out dates, cash every day
I got you Hermes, I light up Blu-rays
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
My jacket Off-White, don't mean that it's beige
I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid
An ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

'Nother backend, I'm back on the road
Flooded Patek, paid off a show
Drippin' is rare, more this Vlone
Hoes by the pair, I'm never alone
Sleep on the Lear, Comme des Garçons
Drop eight in a two, and let it dissolve
Balmain my denim, young Gun wanna ball
Rock the whole concert and hopped in a frog

My foreign's a toy, I'm still a kid
10K this year for Coachella, it's lit
Bro' got umbrellas to cover her wig
Open ceremony, left them in a trench
Lightning bolt diamonds 'cause I move with Vince
We strraight like a line, man, I really got rich
Some more fancy yellow diamonds in my piss
Don't get it confused, I'm still bangin' the six

New Cartier, Gunna a don
Niggas tryna soak up the drip like a sponge
Hatred's contagious, I keep me a gun
I'm focused on makin' an M in a month
Baby order twenty thousand in ones
Walk in and buy, I'm not asking how much
Red on the bottom, you need to catch up
Can't stick to these droppin', I need me a dub

Sold out dates, cash every day
I got you Hermes, I light up Blu-rays
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's beige
I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid
An ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

Me and young Gunna back at it again
We just in New York, double datin' with twins
I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz
I fired my bitch and I hired her friend
I see all the hate through these Cartier lens
Every two months I done put up an M
My dog caught a body, they got it on film
He still rockin' Gucci watches in the pen

Take a trip 'round the globe then we do it again
Got 'em watchin' my drip, guess I'm settin' the trend
Louis backpack, hit the jet and I'm gone
I don't post what I do 'cause these niggas be clone
See these diamonds they hittin', these VVS stones
Got a championship ring, I just brought it home
FN is plastic, them bullets like pellets
This Givenchy jacket, this ain't Pelle Pelle

Sold out dates, you know I don't play
That last eight months straight, got no time for breaks
On they neck 'til it breaks, ain't pushin' no brakes
I got on two watches, I still come in late
It feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake
I pop like I got it, I'm holdin' my weight
I control the projects, I'm pushin' this weight
I'm sippin' this sizzurp, I poured me an eight

Sold out dates, cash every day
I got you Hermes, I light up Blu-rays
This cheetah my pet, the condo a cage
Addicted to sex, I gotta get laid
My jacket Off-White, I don't mean that it's beige
I clean up real nice, I don't got a maid
An ape in the night, I'm still rockin' Bape
Live on paradise, I don't see the shade

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@jayceecash4459

Gunna and Lil baby should make a Mixtape together shit would be fire 🔥💯

@tommi9173

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@jayceecash4459

Extended L Oh word ? , it’s lit then 💪🏼

@hoodjay804

They been dropping songs lately so I feel like it’s comin

@ninomenchaca5505

It is coming bet! they be dropping these songs like nothing I'm patiently waiting too

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Jay Glo yes!!!!

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#Facts

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