Lyrics:
Making some change two years before
The Olympics came, two years after
Met Gucci Mane through DJ
Funk and Daryl James i'm real with it mayne
Saying that
(right)
Ha, ha, I love all my opps
The bitch done seen me whippin' chickens, almost called the cops
I feel like Gucci Mane, I might just throw her
Paps houwe King Rolodex
Bezos houwe King Rolodex
Bilzerian houwe King Rolodex
101Don chu triple X
Neykak b durex ou kotex
Faghaya ashghafiye boy
sonic, probably sippin' gin and tonic
You lil' boys is hooked on phonics, Gucci hooked on chronic sonny
Kush is my cologne, gone on that stupid strong
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
He fuck with my diamonds he fuck with my team
Buying me gucci he purchase Celine
Bitches be crying and talking bout me
I don’t do the dms bitch you
a YG
You told me I'm the Mane like Gucci
With a chance to rap and make movies
They gave Mills to the Meek, to inherit the Earth
Before me too, you
a real king in the making
Party by my demons even though they got me aching
I just gave her my heart and she left me heart breaking
We don't give two fucks
out my face
I live lavish, Gucci on my waist huh
My bitch the baddest, got my hands 'round her waist
Expensive fabric, smoking blunts to the face
You
lemon
Coming to my ocean you can't survive just by swimming
I'm feeling like Gucci because I'm keeping it lemon
I am the king of the hill
What does is
bands
Copping a Benz like Gucci man, Gucci Mane
Smacking a bitches ass, flying to LA
And you think it's all insane
But I'm really in my lane
(Yuh)
Now I'm
Boogie
Right? (Whoa oh oh) Chief Keef, King
Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?!
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
(Right now)
A snitch nigga,
want it with me
I swear to God I'll put
His rapping-ass next to Biggie
I swear to God I'll put
His rapping-ass next to Pac
Martin Luther King, nigga
把钱塞满在我的GUCCI(包包)
我的GUCCI(包) 我的我的GUCCI(包)
我的GUCCI(包) 我的我的GUCCI(包)
把钱塞满在我的GUCCI(包包)
把钱塞满在我的GUCCI(包包)
DirtyChan:
掩住我个Gucci Bag~
Why she calls me Gucci Mane~
单肩包我调转咩~
stick, man Gucci Mane is no pool shark
All this diamonds sittin' on my chest baby, they turned me into a cold heart
You can jump in front of these
I know you nice
but you Bougie
Hmm…
She got ICE
and a Gucci
Yeah…
I see you nice
but you Bougie
Makin' way
thru the car lot,
wasn't a far spot
just
Make your way to my king sized bed
And lie on my pillows and my Gucci bed spread
Keep the pussy, I got other plans instead
Just gimme some head,
send em off sliding
Stand by my side I know they be riding
Still Gucci mane still Gucci style
Ice on the main and plain for the side hoe
Plain on Patek
step
Daddy do the Gucci, mami in Giuseppe's
Guess it's a G thing, whenever we swing
I'm a need Coretta Scott if I'm gonna be king
I'm a movement by
about my hustle, bitch
Big ol' golden gates, you at the Gucci Mane estates (it's Gucci)
It's money on the table, by your head, let's say the grace
in my Gucci mane
I have not a stain
And this tee not made by Hanes
Helmut Lang Helmut Lang
What the fuck
I'm just saying
I be in my own lane
Skrrt
In
down the hallway
Skippin' class like the line
Bumping Graduation I was loving cold play
I would rap in no time
Smoking kush with OJ
Gucci Mane's
and goblins
Nah, mostly bougie stuff, don't see problems
Know she said she was, but no, she wasn't
Yeah, posted hoodied up, yeah, Gucci bottoms
Yeah, yeah,
my house, I'm like a babysitter (a babysitter)
Gucci Mane and Shiesty twins, we bait him in, then play the nigga (slime)
Machine gun friends, twin
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