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Gucci Mane

"Gucci Gang Remix"

[Intro]
Yuh, ooh, brr, brr
Gucci gang, ooh
(That's it right there, Gnealz)
Yuh, Lil Pump, yuh
Gucci gang, ooh
(Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat)
Yuh, brr

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (Yuh)
My b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (Ooh)
I f*ck a b*tch, I forgot her name (Brr, yuh)
I can't buy a b*tch no wedding ring (Ooh)
Rather go and buy Balmains (Brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (Huh?)
My b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (Yrr)
I f*ck a b*tch, I forgot her name, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no b*tch no wedding ring, ooh (Nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (Brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
(Lil Pump)
Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin' me Ray
Run with the yay, drum on the K
f*ck with Lil Pump, you get shot in the face
Gucci the gang so we watchin' the snakes (Gucci)
Made me eight mil' so I bought her a Wraith (Mwah)
Two shows in a day, brick on the plate
L.A. to the A then it's back to the Bay
Gucci gang, eskimo, froze like the North Pole (Brr)
Jumpin' out the whip just to pose in my Gucci robe (Wop)
Woke up in the picture, Bam Bam Bigelow
Gucci Mane a gigolo, diamonds in my Figaro
Oh, you know what, bro? I ain't even know
Walkin' out the Gucci store, 'bout to spend a hundred so
Lil' bitty b*tch, with a big booty though
She a dancer but a grade A student though
Pump went to Harvard, well f*ck it, I'm goin' to Yale (Wop)
Free Meek Mill, free all my n*ggas in jail (Jail)
Gucci to death, I'm really a gang by myself (Gucci gang)
Feelin' myself, tuck in my shirt, show off my belt, Gucci (It's Gucci)

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (Huh?)
My b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (Brr)
I f*ck a b*tch, I forgot her name, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no b*tch no wedding ring, ooh (Nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (Brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Verse 2: Bad Bunny]
Serpiente' de cascabele', cabrone', hay nivele'
Gucci, Gucci, tú me ha' visto en la tele, ah
Ya no son seta', son L, ah
Con este phillie ya van dos (Dos), me tiran to' los bandos (Prr)
Y yo con putas chingando ya me siento en Bang Bros (¡Uh!)
Yeh, están pa' los tiempo' y latarle lo' di*kies (di*kies)
Tu jeva llama pa' Krippy (Krippy)
Bellaca, me pide un Whisky (Whisky, Whisky)
Yeh, el sushi se come con palo' 'e Supreme
A la cama le agotamo' el spring (Huh)
No sea' chota, no me tire' screenshot' (¡No!)
Capsuleando en el tapón (Wuh)
Gucci gang y a vece' Louis Vuitton
Ando en las Mercedes por si quieres pon
Siempre flow Biggie con el bastón, dímelo, Lil Pump (Yeh)
La cartera con la' avispa' (Prr)
La Uzi que bota chispa, brr, y otro se fue de la lista
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, yeh
Tengo una nota cabrona, yeh
Dio' proteja mis neurona', ah
Chingando por Barcelona, wuh
Blanquita pero culona
El bicho me lo lesiona (Jah)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, ah

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (Huh?)
My b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (Brr)
I f*ck a b*tch, I forgot her name, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no b*tch no wedding ring, ooh (Nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (Brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Gucci gang, Louis gang, Fendi gang
Savage wear a whole lot of mothaf*ckin' anything
f*ck a wedding ring, side b*tch, main b*tch
Your b*tch, his b*tch, Savage f*ckin' everything
Got a snake on my collar, I ain't rockin' no diamonds
Y'all lil' n*ggas poppin', that's chump change
Got an FN and a Draco
But I still f*cked around and hit him with the lil' pump, mane
I Saint Laurent my garments, lil' b*tch, pardon me
You still stay with your mama, lil' b*tch, pardon me
I run through the money like it grow on trees
You can't afford new hair, you like to hold on weave
Double cup red, huh, just to match my 'Rari, huh
I don't even drive it, spent a quarter just to park it
Gucci on my daughter, and she still a toddler
She can barely talk, but she know that her dad a baller

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (Huh?)
My b*tch love do cocaine, ooh (Brr)
I f*ck a b*tch, I forgot her name, yuh (Yuh, yuh)
I can't buy no b*tch no wedding ring, ooh (Nope)
Rather go and buy Balmains, ayy (Brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)

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