( where that n***a at? Pleiades? Ayo, pick up the phone)
(Nah, I’mma let it ring, I’mma let it ring. I’m busy right now, I’m busy right now. I’m writing my raps n’ shit. Fuck them! I’m writing my raps n’ shit)
(What? You always writing them raps n***a. Damn)

Check it, Look

All of Dese n***as is boosie
I’m pushin a brick Who got Lucy
Got 30 in clip talkin oozie

Please do not ask me if this really Gucci

I’m runnin a play I’m on game time
But I just want the net gimme hang time
I Got dooders on deck if it’s gang time
Got some shooters on set wit that spray time

Said don’t fuck me rough n***a take time
Ain’t worry bout Nuttin I make time
Break u outta dat chain said I take time
Cop me Dat diamond patek what a great time


So please get the fuck out my face
New marathon I won the race
Da bling body covered in jake’s
Said all of my n***as be rollin in wraiths, ugh
I skurt off on the plug n***a
Imma bad bitch u a bug n***a
Gotta stripper bitch wit a mug n***a
Throwin blue strips on a rug n***a

Dis Gucci dats fendi dis Prada
I simba dese bitches you nala
Ain’t fuckin I just want them dollas
Can’t argue wit n***as in Chevy impalas
No!


We partyhard in LA
But all my n***as came from the bay
Got a n***a from East Atlanta
Wit some tattoos on his face

He help me get money
We buss rates
Got some bitches in Oakland that
Buss dates
Givin neck in that lambo wit duck face
Wit some white foreign license plates

Grab me guccio I got me
Tell Marco bizarri I’m daddy
I hop in that rarri big body
Rockin that Gucci bag all thru the lobby
They takin they notes then they copy
Imma beautiful n***a they mock me
My Rollie don’t tick Ain’t no clock me
I still got that drip pussy n***as I dock em
Uggggggh

Gucci on me fresh
Show u n***as how to dress
I Fucked this one n***a tatted Gucci on his neck
Dis Gucci make me wet
Put some Gucci on my pet
He said that this pussy Gucci
Buy me Gucci alphabets
BrrrrrT

I just popped Some rubber bands
In my Gucci band
Heard N***as hit it in quarantine welcome to Gucci land
To be honest I be really fuckin wit them Gucci masks
I gotta ghetto street n***a wit some ,ummm, Gucci hands

Gucci on his watch
Red tips
Gucci locks
He opened up that box but I ain’t talkin Gucci clocks
He Gucci wit tha chop
Cop me pretty Gucci socks
I’m just a real bad bitch
Propped in crocs wit Gucci Glocks , n***a
Fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
If you a bad bitch better fuck it up
The streets ain’t lit gotta fuck em up
On my quarantine tip but I run it up

The bag came thru like my nutt did
If I’m out in KO bring the cousins
Dog ass n***a bring the Bruh’s in
Nah I ain’t a blood n***a but I’m buzzin

(Oop. Hahahaha. N***a ,think its sweet? Ohh. Umm. see. I ain't even drop shit yet though fr. I mean they tried to quarantine a n***a but uhhh they didn’t know I had that pen. See, when you got that pen, you gone alway be in n***a. Always be in. Wha-)