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glockboyz teejaee - lifes gucci lyrics

[intro]
yeah
i’ll get by
when i want to, n+gga
come on
yop, life gucci, i can buy louis when i want to
come on, glockboyz, n+gga
real soldier, n+gga

[chorus]
life gucci, i can buy louis when i want to
i ain’t no lame, broke, bum+ass n+gga, these hoes know me
we used to rob and shoot n+ggas, then wake up and walk to codey
we ain’t playin’ that mama crib, i’m in the ‘burbs, i ain’t no jodie
if i was ‘posed to be a b+tch just like you was, i’d stay lowkey
every time i catch a flight, somebody die, i’m finna move ot (i’ll probably move)
we in the same kinda charger, but mine’s an srt (skrrt+skrrt)
your b+tch been f+ckin’ off on you, i’m sad to say it’s me (yeah)

[verse]
my n+gga told me drop a chain, i told him drop a body (drop somethin’)
we ridin’ ’round, four of them choppers, this a real hottie
my young n+gga be punchin’ cards, he the rocky
third thousand for her hair, my b+tch a real barbie
dirty choppers in the trap, the police come, we flee
we sell the work all for the highs, we buy it for the cheap
if you let me, i’m gon’ try to f+ck your b+tch, n+gga, i’m from the d (that’s if you let me)
she like, “you always keep your gun”, baby, i’m from the streets (baby, i’m from the streets, baby, i’m from the streets, come on)
all the money in the world, n+ggas still dyin’ over pennies
she say that i be on some boogie sh+t, but ho, you only like me ’cause i’m me (you only like me)
i ain’t have to buy her nothin’, she came with ass and some titties (come on, yeah)
mixin’ amiri with the rickie, you want some money, then get with me
i been dressin’ since them true religion days, remember billy?
i was already outside when solja boy had dropped “get silly”
n+ggas was dancin’, i was sittin’ inside the trap tryna get busy
i don’t know what my pop’s pops did, but i know my pops trap
i seen my uncle hit the kitchen with some soft and make it crack (yeah)
in the field for real with a lil’ ball, i’m running back (running back, n+gga)
my first bag was from my pops, make sure i brought his money back (make sure i brought his money back), yeah
dope fiends inside the trap, i’m in here with ’em
we just chillin’, they all broke as h+ll, but i just made a k!lling
you probably never been inside the lion’s den with all gorillas
my n+gga locked for a body he ain’t even do, that boy the realest, yeah
[chorus]
life gucci, i can buy louis when i want to
i ain’t no lame, broke, bum+ass n+gga, these hoes know me
we used to rob and shoot n+ggas, then wake up and walk to codey
we ain’t playin’ that mama crib, i’m in the ‘burbs, i ain’t no jodie
if i was ‘posed to be a b+tch just like you was, i’d stay lowkey
every time i catch a flight, somebody die, i’m finna move ot
we in the same kinda charger, but mine’s an srt
your b+tch been f+ckin’ off on you, i’m sad to say it’s me

[outro]
my n+gga told me drop a chain, i told him drop a body
my n+gga told me drop a chain, i told him drop a body

- glockboyz teejaee lyrics

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