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gucci mane & nav - get go lyrics

[intro: gucci mane]
hah, yeah
it’s gucci, hah
it’s gucci (it’s gucci)
xo, 1017, hah, brr

[chorus: gucci mane & nav]
i’m a con man flexing from the get go (woo)
yeah i’m lit, yeah my neck and my fist glow (gang)
this a 1017 link with xo (yeah)
yeah, you tuned into the gucci mane and nav show (yeah)
and we take this ho’s phone from the get go (huh)
kicking ugly hoes out from the get go (go!)
you want some money, should have said that from the get go (go)
i throw the money on the floor, then i go get more (huh)
i can’t wait to show out
take that girl backstage and take her phone out
if your friend less than an eight, i send her home now
gucci mane and nav, we trapping on the road now
i’m paranoid, can’t sleep without my pole now
i think all the pills are starting to take a toll now
we just did a show and it was sold out
my gucci jacket keep me warm when it get cold out

[verse 1: gucci mane]
gucci mane and nav doing all this floss (yeah)
her brain was so gnarly, i furnished her apartment (huh)
she took off all her garments and through them on the carpet (wop)
she the type to make a dope boy f-ck up all the profits (skrt)
i’ma put a mil in the secret compartment (huh)
then pull up at your present parking, that a million dollars (huh)
she said she want some bread from the geese
she should have said that (yeah)
her legs made the bed crack and now she ran the bread back (huh)
tell me when the last time you laughed like this (ugh)
with a n-gg- with a wrist and a bag like this
just know you gon’ suck this d-ck for every bag i get (yeah)
i can never split no tab, ’cause i’m arab with it (it’s gucci!)

[verse 2: nav]
my pinky ring powered me up
xo tour and gucci run it up
i might f-ck your girlfriend on my bus
send her home in a uber truck
buy it, it don’t matter what it cost now
i gotta check, i pay the tab, just like a boss now
i’m not a dentist but i like to floss now
i heard you going broke, i heard you shop at ross now
i was b-mping kicker dough and i was trapping
i’m just a brown boy from the block that made it happen
got some shooters who won’t hesitate to clap him
turn your homeboy to a veggie, he a cabbage
yeah i’m humble but i’m still not average
all my b-tches light skin and they ratchet
stack it up, i make the hunnids do a backflip
gucci show me how to hide them in a mattress

- gucci mane nav lyrics

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