Huh, It's Gucci
Ooh
Huh, Wop, whah
Lil Pump
Huh, It's Gucci
Ooh
Huh, Wop, whah
Lil Pump
Brr, yeah, blah, oh, blow
M-M-M-Murda
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda on the beat with the murder man
Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand
Steppin' on his dope like a step dad
Too turnt up, can't help that
Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax
Watch so dumb it got kept back
Bitch so thick, she can't help that
Cause she livin' out the jet, got jet-lag
Need a real boss bitch, I can't help that
And her brain so dumb we got kept back
Just flew in designer to the bookbag
Tell her needed something real good to look at
Booty so big it got kept back
Pull up in the Dawn, let the roof back
Don't tell me that you love me, baby prove that
Chain keep flickin' and the gang keeps spending
[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Got a lot of ice on my neck man
Damn man, hundred bands hangin' on my backpack
Wrist so cold need a ice pack
Put four hundred bands in the mic stand
Woke up in the morning, bought a Maybach
Ooh, I'ma go do what I want to do
Got your baby mama, nigga tokin' out the sunroof
Damn boo, I'ma keep it real, I don't fuck with you
Cause you got an attitude
You cashed out on a Bentley Coupe (woo)
I'ma go and fuck your bitch tomor-row
Gucci loafers on when I walk, dough
Lil Pump smash your main ho (wow)
And she gon' do what I say so
I'ma show you how I live life, ooh
Made two mil in one night
Whole body covered in ice
Pourin' up fours in my Tropical Sprite
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda on the beat with the murder man
Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand
Steppin' on his dope like a step dad
Too turnt up, can't help that
Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax
Watch so dumb it got kept back
Bitch so thick, she can't help that
Cause she livin' out the jet, got jet-lag
Need a real boss bitch, I can't help that
And her brain so dumb we got kept back
Just flew in designer to the bookbag
Tell her needed something real good to look at
Booty so big it got kept back
Pull up in the Dawn, let the roof back
Don't tell me that you love me, baby prove that
Chain keep flickin' and the gang keeps spending
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Nigga keep missin' with the music
Baby you a human jacuzzi
I'ma twist a bitch like a Rubik's
I might turn my book into a movie (Gucci)
I'ma put a bitch in a movie, porno
Rockstar couple, Cher, Bono
Rock star my life, Muliano
Pull up, ten bricks of that Nelly Furtado
El Gato's down in The Hamptons
Pinky ring sick, it got cancer
I was just sellin' dope on camera
Now I got my own shoe like the Answer
Might pull up throw some money on a dancer
Had to tip my earrings 'cause they dancin'
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda on the beat with the murder man
Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand
Steppin' on his dope like a step dad
Too turnt up, can't help that
Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax
Watch so dumb it got kept back
Bitch so thick, she can't help that
Cause she livin' out the jet, got jet-lag
Need a real boss bitch, I can't help that
And her brain so dumb we got kept back
Just flew in designer to the bookbag
Tell her needed something real good to look at
Booty so big it got kept back
Pull up in the Dawn, let the roof back
Don't tell me that you love me, baby prove that
Chain keep flickin' and the gang keeps spending
Huh, je Gucci
Ooh
Huh, wop, whah
Lil Pump
Brr, ja, bla, oh, udarec
M-M-M-Murda
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda na utrip z umor človeka
Ben Simmons pretrese 'em z levo roko
Steppin "na svojem droge kot korak oče
Tudi turnt gor, ne more pomagati, da
Shittin "na Raziskovalec ne Ex-Lax
Oglejte si tako neumen, dobil ga vodi nazaj
Bitch tako debel, da ne more pomagati, da
Vzrok je živel ven curka, dobil jet-lag
Potrebujemo pravi šef prasica, ne morem pomagati, da
In njeni možgani tako neumna sva se hranijo nazaj
Samo letel v oblikovalec na bookbag
Povejte ji, potrebno nekaj resnično dober pogled na
Booty tako velika, je dobil zadržani
Potegnite v Dawn, naj streho nazaj
Ne reci, da me ljubiš, dojenček dokazati, da
Verige vedno flickin "in banda ohranja porabo
[Verz 1: Lil Črpalka]
Dobil veliko ledu na mojem vratu človeka
Prekleto človek, sto trakovi visi na mojem nahrbtniku
Zapestje tako mrzlo potrebujejo ledom
Put štiristo pasove v mic stojalo
Zbudil zjutraj, kupil Maybach
Oh, Sem šel to, kar sem hotel narediti
Dobil vaš otrok mama, črnuh Tokin ven strešno okno
Prekleto boo, Sem ga vodi pravi, da se ne zajebavaj z vami
Ker imaš odnos
Ti izplačajo na Bentley Coupe (woo)
Sem šel in fuck kurba tomor-vrstico
Gucci natikačih o tem, kdaj hodim, testo
Lil Pump smash vaša glavna ho (wow)
In ona gon "to, kar sem rekel, da
Sem vam pokaže, kako živim življenje, ooh
Made dva mil v eni noči
Celega telesa prekrita z ledom
Pourin 'gor štiric v svojem tropskem Sprite
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda na utrip z umor človeka
Ben Simmons pretrese 'em z levo roko
Steppin "na svojem droge kot korak oče
Tudi turnt gor, ne more pomagati, da
Shittin "na Raziskovalec ne Ex-Lax
Oglejte si tako neumen, dobil ga vodi nazaj
Bitch tako debel, da ne more pomagati, da
Vzrok je živel ven curka, dobil jet-lag
Potrebujemo pravi šef prasica, ne morem pomagati, da
In njeni možgani tako neumna sva se hranijo nazaj
Samo letel v oblikovalec na bookbag
Povejte ji, potrebno nekaj resnično dober pogled na
Booty tako velika, je dobil zadržani
Potegnite v Dawn, naj streho nazaj
Ne reci, da me ljubiš, dojenček dokazati, da
Verige vedno flickin "in banda ohranja porabo
[Verz 2: Gucci Mane]
Zamorc da Missin "z glasbo
Baby si človek jacuzzi
Sem zvijajte prasica kot Rubikovo
Mogoče bom obrnil knjige v film (Gucci)
Sem dal prasica v film, porno
Rockstar par, Cher, Bono
Rock zvezda moje življenje, Muliano
Dvigni, deset opeke tega Nelly Furtado
El Gato je na tleh v The Hamptons
Pinky obroč bolan, da imam raka
Pravkar sem prodajaš "robo na kamero
Zdaj imam svoj čevelj kot odgovor
Morda dvigni vrgel nekaj denarja na plesalca
Had napori svoje uhane, ker so Dancin '
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Murda na utrip z umor človeka
Ben Simmons pretrese 'em z levo roko
Steppin "na svojem droge kot korak oče
Tudi turnt gor, ne more pomagati, da
Shittin "na Raziskovalec ne Ex-Lax
Oglejte si tako neumen, dobil ga vodi nazaj
Bitch tako debel, da ne more pomagati, da
Vzrok je živel ven curka, dobil jet-lag
Potrebujemo pravi šef prasica, ne morem pomagati, da
In njeni možgani tako neumna sva se hranijo nazaj
Samo letel v oblikovalec na bookbag
Povejte ji, potrebno nekaj resnično dober pogled na
Booty tako velika, je dobil zadržani
Potegnite v Dawn, naj streho nazaj
Ne reci, da me ljubiš, dojenček dokazati, da
Verige vedno flickin "in banda ohranja porabo
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