[Intro]
GASPARE, WHAT THE HELL YOU DOIN?

[Verse 1]
Ay, remember lilac incense
Burning out inside my Mercedes?
So reminiscent of the times that I would call you my baby
The autumn leaves, they fall from trees
Just like our feelings, they changing
But, I remember what you told me
Life is just what we make it
I said like Cherry blossom
Shawty, breathe your life into the wintertime
Memories of you and me
You interlocked your hand in mine
Memories of conversations, destinies that intertwine
Icicles around my fuckin' heart
I feel like Gucci Maine

[Chorus]
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci, hoe
Text me, like you miss me
Hit you back like, "naw, I’m Gucci though"
East Atlanta Santa, in the phantom, feeling Gucci though
Used to wake up with you
Now, I wake up in my Gucci robe
[Verse 2]
Like, Gucci this and Gucci that, um
Gameboy games in Gucci bags, um
Gucci jeans all on my ass, um
Lil cream on her face, no Gucci tat, um
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci though
Text me, like you miss me
Hit you back like, "naw, I’m Gucci hoe"

[Verse 3]
You tryna call me bae, bitch
I’m up in that Tesla, like why you testing my patience?
I been livin' day to day, shit like this a vacation or maybe
Now they singing my cadence, its validation
But fuck that fake shit

[Verse 4]
I'm on that wake up, give me top shit
I’m up on that boss shit
Fuck her then I teleport, lil hoe I feel like Noctis
Damn, my ex is all up on my shit, I feel like Roxas
Had to cut that bitch off, that hoe coughing, she is toxic
Gurren Lagann, Shawty, how she bout to give me face, bitch
She turned off my PS4 you 'bout to run my fade, bitch
(I'm 'bout to whoop that ass up)
I don’t take no shit, lil Boi, you sounding like you take dick
I just took a flight, I’m out in Paris with my main chick
[Chorus]
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci, hoe
Text me, like you miss me
Hit you back like, "naw, I’m Gucci though"
East Atlanta Santa, in the phantom, feeling Gucci though
Used to wake up with you
Now, I wake up in my Gucci robe

[Verse 5]
Now, I'm just with my lil shawty though
Yellow diamonds, Wario
Whippin' Maserati, vintage Tommy drizzled on me though
Got a bunch of thotties
Rubbing scented lotion on me thogh
Girlfriend feed me taki's
While I’m fuckin' on your auntie though

[Outro]
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci though
East Atlanta Santa, in the phantom, feeling Gucci though
Used to wake up with you
Now, I wake up in my Gucci robe
Text me, like, “I miss you”
I'm like, "fuck you, hoe, I'm Gucci though"
Not really
Heh
It's fine
Please leave me alone