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See da money thu my Gucci lenz   (Gucci)
I get the bag like I’m Gucci man     (Bags)
Gettin bitches Get em by the tens (get em)
Nobody move till I say

by any means
I told that bitch I'm not her lover, I'm not like Billie Jean
I'ma beat my case or get a dub 'cause I'm not coppin' pleas
Two Glocks

Shawty want a gucci jumpsuit rose gold glasses with em dark frames
Said she never hand her lemons out unless you really givin her some lemonade

Boutta turn up by the Lights Hollywood made
NFA in my veins, NFA what I made, y'all don't gotta tell me I came To late

Let the Souljas rain thangz
NFA my

the glock is on me 
Smoking on pressure you know this shit potent 
Make calls like the ref mane they said I was chosen
I'll ball by myself like I'm Lillard in

did
I guarantee I'd overshadow you
Like a fucked up taper that
Turned to bowl cut
I'mma close cut to Common and Gucci Mane
Now that's a comparison that

is a drug and I love all the supplements
But lust taught me never to love again
And loyalty taught me don't trust a bitch
Can't trust nobody, don't

Bitch, I'm livin' life today because I just might die tomorrow
I ain't trippin' off no home, on bro, get a new one by tomorrow
Plus my niggas out

homie, don't die

I can't trust a soul I feel like Montana
I can't trust a soul I feel like Montana
I can't trust a soul I feel like Montana
Blacked out

different lanes
fashion model got her slaying
I like Gucci
She like Prada
In my two seat
She talk toddlers
Maybe we should get away
Maybe we should make

Won't hit you when I visit 

No (No)

My heart is so chrome 
(Yeah yeah)

(The one thing I can tell you as a Bredren dude)

(Don't trust no b***h, none)

trust
And I don't wanna hear bout your feelings you bitches ain't Shit yea I just wanna fuck
And I'm bussing off lean while I'm hitting her Pussy I'm

bitch like me and I don't know her 
all up on me at the show I'm tryin' to control her 
you hatin' from afar she tryin' to get closer 
sittin' with me

shortie who be bobbin' & swallowin'
Every nigga she approach and he get caught with problems by her lil side nigga like you we gon ride nigga
I thought you

heartless
Might as well finish if you gon start it
When I grow my braids out Im'a make her part it
Dead battery up on my heart and Ian charge it
Don't want

with em
She like the ice cuz it be so cold nigga
He got opps trying to take his life but she don't know nigga
Let me paint a picture
Only place her mind

goddamn Gucci feel
What I'm seein' man is ludicrous 
They kill a nigga and get on live and say they did it, man
Who can you trust when it hit the fan?

in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air
clright (clright!), okay (Okay!)
I don't dance (Don't dance!), no way (No way!)
I just

the city with a blunt from yesterday
Muey gusta denero I need it andale
My whip like lemonade I swear I feel like Gucci Mane
You be so high off of 1 hit

you don't know by now, YEAH
Hopped out and I'm fresh
Straight up out that pussy
Hopped out and I'm fresh
I guess that's why they keep looking
All eyes

off cause damn I trust my fans
(I fuck with the fans)
I step over mother fuckers heads like Kang in Gucci Crocs these not vans
Fuck being trans let me

with a diamond ring, in and out the chain gang.
Can't trust these suckers. Watch me let them hang. Future is an astronaut. Gucci Mane the trap spot.

trappin' (Yeah) but you ain't Gucci Mane (You ain't Gucci Mane)
Feel like that guy from Saw (Yeah), do you wanna play a game?
Honest question bro, do you

pop, he drinkin wok like Gucci Mane
Flexing with the drop, said they'll never take his chain
Run up, see what he about, is you gon' die for Johnny Dang