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The bitch keep asking me where blaxkk (Wea Blaxkk?)
Got hella racks in a Gucci book bag
Fucked the bitch one time and she swear she wasn't mad
Ima keep

extensions, that's a lethal weapon, ayy
Big Gucci steppin', ayy
Walk with hella iPhones, wonder what they sellin', yeah
I ain't gon' lie, I been fucked up with

Uh, my bitch thick
She ain't have to get no ass shots
(Hell nah) she know the pack comin' in
That's the cash drop
You hella fine, a nigga lane I'm in

light
I'm mixin' the Gucci in with the Off-white
On gangstas, a nigga be fly like a kite
That blicka on me, nah, I ain't tryna fight
What you got

a qp
He could never do me
He can roll a doobie

Toke a couple ls up
While we watch a movie
Lay back in the benzo
Orange tree in my gucci
I am not

to the store and buy yourself some Gucci jeans 
I wanna go to the lot and buy myself a two seat
An all white Chevrolet car
Just stay in your lane motherfucker be

'm mental
Fly
In my Civic through the night
Grab her by her tights
Don't say it's wrong
You know it feels so right

I'm movin thru Cally, she gave me the addy

at the synagogue
Dont send me to hell I got hella dawgs
A hunnid Felons an a Hunnid Scars
Woo
A 100 sins still a son of god
Im in the 6
An they really with
Hanging

By winter of this coming December, I graduate with a masters
Repeat this stream for my pinky ring and a pad in Calabasas
If you don't, you a kid who's

to her whole clique
Dope dick got these hoes sick
I'm doin' crazy shit
Ho want a baby by my Asian bitch
Got a K for my Haitian bitch
Black guy to a racist

sumn
man I'm from the rich and I'm puttin on
got alotta homies that are dead and gone
never made it off the curb side
big bank bringin birds by
copped

Yeah they call me nidoking you can be my nidoqueen
   eating hella oran berries i can't even feel a thing
I ball like im sandshrew i kill and i curl

I been scorin
Left my ex she boring
New bitch yea she foreign
You ain't Neva seen a trunk Inna front boa yo life is boring
Hella blue hunnids I

Ride out the rest of my days like Brent
Melodies by Faiyaz, so powerful to make love to (Missing out)
Can't be bias
You craving my presence, I'm just

you'd slap me say money go get you some, uh!   
Cause I was raised up by a G 
Received my teachings from the queen 
From getting caught with hella Ps

fuckin poppin 
Better stop the talkin
Hennessy yeah pop it 
Gucci catch me shoppin
I'm the plug like socket 
Blast off like a rocket 
If I like it then I

That im up
Blessed no curse
Got no qualms
Got my charm 
And it works
I get hella high 
Got dreams that money
Cannot buy
Swear on my life
Wont wife that

Gucci και Mane
Όσο θυμίζουμε στα νιάτα του το Guccimane
Όλοι ραπάρουν out μα ό,τι ακούω δεν δένει
Και η κουτσή Μαρία νομίζει πως την λένε Τζένη

Όλοι

Gurls Wit da Boom

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia

2005

bitch feelin that E

[Chorus]

[Proof]
Sippin the Moet Rose mixed with pu-ssy
Puffin the loosey, our frames by Gucci
She wanna roll with me cause I

to talk shit I hear a lot of it (Just shut up bitch)
Ride with three goons in the back and a pelican (We pullin sticks)
Boy got stung by the chopper now he

rocking Louis V in the winter
Gucci belt before she open the zipper
Hoes calling you know I never pick up
Damn
Up at lennox we not shopping in windows
Heavy

Virginity lost by a slick talker
I woke up in that new bugatti
I use my bed to fuck sleep why lay
Cuban and gucci link getting capital
I was rocking 2 chains

then a bitch talkin hella shit
Fresh cut in Gucci, Amiri you can’t tell us shit
Bitches hair and nails did Cartie’s on they wrist
Chanel’s and Birkins

kid beweegt nu als de president
Presi om de pols, I don't give a fuck by any means

Drukte van de straat, maar dit zijn alleen hoge school raps