eLVy The God
Gucci Gang (Remix)
[Verse]
Yeah, you know what I claim
Grand Gang, Goon Gang, that same dam thang
Told them "Fuck and yo block, I don't give a fuck where you hang"
When I pull up, all you hear is bang bang
I just bought a nina and I like the way that clip hang
Nah, I don't drank green, I don't sip pink
Cause when I'm off it, I be feeling like I'm lacking
I like to post up on the block
Be on point when I'm standing with the Glock
Hell nah, we ain't running from the opps
I just be cooling in the crib when it's hot
Ducking from the feds cause I know they be on watch
I'm just getting to the bread, yeah, I'm focused on the guap
When the pump his back, he gon' do a belly flop
Leg shot, when he fall, I'ma hit him in his top
Hell nah, I don't pop percocets
Smoke a bunch of dead n***as to relieve stress
Heard this bitch want this dick, told her say less
Told her "Come here, baby, let me make the pussy wet"
Don't come through flexing on the goonies
Cause they might fuck around and take your jewelry
Fuck boy, we ain't with all the foolery
You say you slick but only slickers, ain't no fooling me
I put the gun into gunning, I come from where they shoot for nothing
We ain't bluffing, we busting, yeah we'll turn nothing into something
All these opp n***as lying, I swear them boys ain't on nada
Real killers move in silence, that's why it be hard to find us
I dream day and night of making up blue dollars
You gotta play it right, if you say you a shot caller
The hustle can't stop, I gotta go harder
I'm a 100 double-G, I ain't talking about designer
Shout out to Grand Gang, Goon Gang, Grand Gang, Goon Gang, Grand Gang, Goon Gang
I got a Gucci on my waist, one hundreds all in my pockets, I ain't walking with a suitcase
Put a 30 to your grill like toothpaste
That's if a n***a try to take the food off my plate
I could tell a fake n***a like a knockoff Gucci
I'm a migo and I like my bitches bad and boujee
Everytime I link with Diamond, hoe, you know it's a movie
Tank tucked, in the cut, gripping tight on the toolie
Won't lack, hell nah, buddy
You n***as must be tripping like Kid Cudi
If you ain't on nothing, you nothing, go get some money
Shit ain't funny when you broke and you bummy, it could get ugly
Haa
Hold on hold on hold on wait
Too much hot shit for yall