Gang, gang, gang, gang Slim Jesus in the cut You this beat live as fuck Shout out Gucci Blam, blam
Minute Maid lemonade, what I'm pouring up today Yellow diamonds shining, my ear look like some lemonade I done fucked around and blew up like a hand grenade Now everything I do end up in headlines on the front page I've gotten used to being rich so I ain't never going back So if rap fails today then I'ma go and cop me a pack Break it down, sell it off, and I'ma get it right back And if I catch you with the check then best believe I'm running that And if the Ops catch me lacking, I ain't going like no bitch So if you run up on me, you gon' eat a full clip Broke boy said he coming to my show, ain't pulled up to shit He prolly just mad cause I got the clout and I could fuck his bitch Speaking of fucking bitches, I been doing that a lot Finesse the fuck out the rap game and still ain't got caught So I'm just posted up stacking my money and pulling these thots And if anybody tryna stop me, I got a forty with a mop I found out everything I need in my life is the same color green That's right, I be just getting money and smoking weed Cause all I had back then was a dollar and a dream Now I done fucked the game up and passed that bitch to my team
Ayy, young and ignorant 2015 bitch Free Guwop Everyday is 10/17 til they free big Gucci SquadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
