gucci on my
Singer:mike will made-it
but he still ride with that stick
that nigga still be in the 6
that nigga still be hittin' licks
serve a nigga with no scale
show you how to wrap a bale
ridin' 'round without my seatbelt
boo'd up with your hoochie
i fucked her in that coochie
prolly hit your bitch in the wraith yeah
one that take dick and talk shit
50 thousand dollar back in at the shows
pull up in that bald head
can't wait to dismiss 'em
spend 'bout a dub in gucci
got your bitch wet in her coochie
my nigga just got out of prison
walk out the bank in some gucci
50 thousand to the goonies
broke my wrist off in the pot
put a hunnid in the stock
hoppin' out with double g
i got the breitling loaded
now i can't even see the clock
draco make his heart stop
split him like a pop tart
heard you had to give the bread back
'cause you couldn't get the sack off
that shit ain't no problem
gave that bitch back to the hood
i fucked up the scene and she act like she knew me
like pop pop-pop pop brrrrt
i remember you used to be good on me
connect with the plug like wi-fi
i'm shittin' on niggas like ca-ca