elvy the god - gucci gang (remix) lyrics
[verse]
yeah, you know what i claim
grand gang, goon gang, that same dam thang
told them “f+ck and yo block, i don’t give a f+ck 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
h+ll 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
h+ll nah, i don’t pop percocets
smoke a bunch of dead n+ggas to relieve stress
heard this b+tch want this d+ck, told her say less
told her “come here, baby, let me make the p+ssy wet”
don’t come through flexing on the goonies
cause they might f+ck around and take your jewelry
f+ck boy, we ain’t with all the foolery
you say you sl!ck but only sl!ckers, 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+ggas lying, i swear them boys ain’t on nada
real k!llers 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+gga try to take the food off my plate
i could tell a fake n+gga like a knockoff gucci
i’m a migo and i like my b+tches 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, h+ll nah, buddy
you n+ggas must be tripping like kid cudi
if you ain’t on nothing, you nothing, go get some money
sh+t ain’t funny when you broke and you bummy, it could get ugly
haa
hold on hold on hold on wait
too much hot sh+t for yall
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