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Gucci of My City
03 Greedo
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I feel like the...
Gucci on my city
(Rara do that shit)
I feel like the Gucci of my city
Shirt is so Gucci on my lazy
I remember all my clothes was rented
Used to have to keep all of my bitches quarantined
Now I made it to the other side of living
I feel like the Gucci of my city
Shirt is so Gucci on my lazy (Ayy, ayy)
I feel like the Gucci of my city
I'm mixed to overdo it, molly clean until I overdose
Ice cold truck, has Abby ever made it off the coast?
It's hard to play the game and get a ring without the fucking coach
I'm about to bubble up, I Gucci down the bubble coat
Every time I take her out, she take me in and fuck me slow
Every time I take her down, it's Gucci to the fucking floor
I'm the Gucci of my city, I put Gucci on her titty
I'ma keep the molly up and now I'm international
Boy, I be Gucci in my city
The double G's tucked, you know them Glocks stay with extensions
I ain't tuckin' for nothing, boy, you get shot, you think you tripping
I ain't running from nothing unless the coppers tryna get me
Who these niggas think they is? They be talking like they do this shit
Don't believe the hype, these clown niggas be talking foolishness
I'm throwing the ones, this Dirk Nowitzki, keep me jeweling, bitch
Leave me alone, unless you paying, you can lose it, Panther Blood
I feel like the Gucci of my city
Shirt is so Gucci on my lazy
I remember all my clothes was rented
Used to have to keep all of my bitches quarantined
Now I made it to the other side of living
I feel like the Gucci of my city
Shirt is so Gucci on my lazy
I feel like the Gucci of my city
I been drippin', drippin', spinnin' flavor on the side, bitch
Forty bang, pull it out and aim, that's a sidekick
Gucci flip flops got my bitch working the night shift
She ain't talking money, shut up, dummy, baby, bite dick
Gucci, you ain't looking like a bag, you ain't my type of nigga
Sign, I'm Dolce Gabbana, stepping cold as ice, bitch
I been drinking pouring up the Drac', you know the right liquor
I been on this purple, I just purple like a grape shit, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, brown to double G (Dope, dope)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, two H's, that's a PET (What?)
More sauce than a twenty piece, your shit rent, my shit a lease
More lines than a corduroy, I'm a man, you just a boy
All this Gucci bring me joy, more woods than a cabin boy
Yeah, them Cris', I do need more, all this Bape, I'm not your boy
Now I'm fly like a porteroy, sell it, I implore
Bring the Faygo from the store, you in my way, then I destroy
I'm a coding cowboy
I feel like the Gucci of my city
Shirt is so Gucci on my lazy
I remember all my clothes was rented
Used to have to keep all of my bitches quarantined
Now I made it to the other side of living
I feel like the Gucci of my city
Shirt is so Gucci on my lazy
I feel like the Gucci of my city
I feel like the Gucci of my city
She gon' tattoo my name all on her titty
I feel like the Gucci of my city
All these diamonds on me like you envy
Yeah, we bustin' down the chain link
I feel like the Gucci of my city
Gucci of my city
I feel like the Gucci of my city
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