key glock - gucci sweatsuit lyrics
[intro]
migo crazy in this b+tch (god)
yeah
yeah (let the band play)
glizock
hoppin’ out the coupe (skrrt)
yeah, hoppin’ out that coupe (skrrt, yeah, ooh, yeah)
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit (skrrt+skrrt)
and i got a pocket full of blues (racks, woo, woo, racks)
chillin’ with your boo, your b+tch, yeah, that b+tch get loose
she get loose, loose, loose, loose, loose, loose, she get loose
[verse 1]
uh, yeah, i just dropped a deuce (mud)
’bout to take my b+tch and my gang to honolulu (let’s go)
glock the real deal, all you other n+ggas fu+fu (glizock)
you b+tch+made, need tutu, i ride around with two 2’s, n+gga
i’m up, yeah, yeah, yeah
i told you that i’m cutthroat to the core, yeah, yeah, yeah
they f+cked up, gave them m’s to your boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
you know what it is and what it was, yeah, yeah, yeah
just bought an ak, it came with a sword (uh)
cartiers on my face, i look just like a dork (yeah)
i’ve been gettin’ a lot of cake, but i still want some more cake (let’s go)
hopped up in my foreign, tore it, pedal to the floor, yeah (skrrt)
i get racks, you know it, yeah, i get racks, you know it (racks)
n+gga, yeah, and i put that on the lord (on god)
yeah, the sh+t i’m smokin’ so loud, can’t ignore it (yeah)
i’m burnin’ trees, forest, yeah, i’m runnin’ it up like forrest (run it)
gump (run it)
yeah, but i’m glizock…
[chorus]
and i’m hoppin’ out that coupe (what you doin’? what you doin’?)
and i’m hoppin’ out that coupe (what you doin’? what you doin’?)
b+tch, i’m hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit
and i got a pocket full of blues (racks, woo, woo, racks)
b+tch, i’m hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit (yeah)
[verse 2]
uh, hop back in my coupe, yeah, that b+tch zoom, yeah
quarantine my sip, yeah, illest n+gga in the room, ayy
back at the room (yeah, yeah)
i got your b+tch bent over like we playin’ pool, ayy
they be like, “glizock, come down, boy, you just be too turnt” (yeah)
yeah, b+tch, i’m too much (yeah), now pass me two cups
pour up, flyer than a reindeer, all these blue bucks
yeah, i got blue bucks, baby, i got blue bucks (yeah, yeah)
hoppin’ out the c8 with my tool tucked (clutch)
you can go and ask about me, i don’t give two f+cks, n+gga
i don’t give two f+cks, nah, i don’t give two f+cks (yeah)
i bought a ‘vette in the pandemic, they say i’m too much (the f+ck?)
[chorus]
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe (what you doin’? what you doin’? yeah)
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe (what you doin’? what you doin’? yeah)
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit
and i got a pocket full of blues (racks, yeah, racks)
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit (skrrt)
catch me hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit (yeah)
b+tch, i’m hoppin’ out that coupe in a gucci sweatsuit (yeah, uh)
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