Gucci Mane - Tho Freestyle lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Gucci Mane - Tho Freestyle lyrics]
Huh metro, let's try something (tho)
It's Drop top it's Gucci
Huh, yeah if Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you go
I'm a ex con
Used to sell crack at the Texaco
Known for toting guns and it's
What I'm on probation for
Had a murder charge
But they ain't found me guilty though
Keep my head on a swivel
'cause I robbed a couple folks
And you can call me anything, but
You can't call me broke, though
Was damn near 300 pounds, but
I lost the weight, though
300 pounds of mid-grade, I took
It 'cross the state, though
Got a bunch of tattoos, don't ask
My why I got them, though
Got a lot of loved ones
But they ain't here today, though
Really miss my homeboy, he in a early grave
Though gucci Mane a troublemaker, I'm
Trying to behave, though
Niggas keep on trying me, I
Think they feelin' brave, though
People say they cloned me because
I changed my ways, though
I fly the dope in on a drone for the pesos
All about the bucks bro, but
This ain't Tampa Bay, though
I'm a livin' legend
I do magic with the Draco
In the Peach State, but
I'm sellin' Cali grapes, though
And Arizona mid-grade, I swear
My life is great, bro
Gucci Mane and Metro, exclusive Jordan retro
I was sellin' half a O trappin' at the Zesto
Aye wassup bruh, ride with me somewhere (Yo)
(Huh?)
Yeah, I told the nigga "Meet me at the Zesto"
(Dope) he want a half of one (Go)
Gucci super cutthroat
But I was born broke though
Didn't have a pot to piss, so
I wanted to throw it out, so
Niggas talk sideways
I hit him in his mouth though
Who you think you talking to? I
Had to stomp your mouth, bro
Baby got a pretty face but I
Just want the mouth though
You ain't come to suck me up
Then what you in the house for?
Brand new Air Max and they
Ain't even out though
Drippin' sauce excessively and it
Ain't even called for
If the jewelry ain't blindin' me
Then what it even about for?
Niggas want to sign to me
But I can't even vouch for
Back to back with Ralo
And we ain't even deep though
How yo clique compare to mines and
Y'all ain't even street though?
New tape alert new watch alert
New whip alert brr, brr
If Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you it's Wizop, drop top
It's Drop top it's Gucci
Huh, yeah if Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you go
I'm a ex con
Used to sell crack at the Texaco
Known for toting guns and it's
What I'm on probation for
Had a murder charge
But they ain't found me guilty though
Keep my head on a swivel
'cause I robbed a couple folks
And you can call me anything, but
You can't call me broke, though
Was damn near 300 pounds, but
I lost the weight, though
300 pounds of mid-grade, I took
It 'cross the state, though
Got a bunch of tattoos, don't ask
My why I got them, though
Got a lot of loved ones
But they ain't here today, though
Really miss my homeboy, he in a early grave
Though gucci Mane a troublemaker, I'm
Trying to behave, though
Niggas keep on trying me, I
Think they feelin' brave, though
People say they cloned me because
I changed my ways, though
I fly the dope in on a drone for the pesos
All about the bucks bro, but
This ain't Tampa Bay, though
I'm a livin' legend
I do magic with the Draco
In the Peach State, but
I'm sellin' Cali grapes, though
And Arizona mid-grade, I swear
My life is great, bro
Gucci Mane and Metro, exclusive Jordan retro
I was sellin' half a O trappin' at the Zesto
Aye wassup bruh, ride with me somewhere (Yo)
(Huh?)
Yeah, I told the nigga "Meet me at the Zesto"
(Dope) he want a half of one (Go)
Gucci super cutthroat
But I was born broke though
Didn't have a pot to piss, so
I wanted to throw it out, so
Niggas talk sideways
I hit him in his mouth though
Who you think you talking to? I
Had to stomp your mouth, bro
Baby got a pretty face but I
Just want the mouth though
You ain't come to suck me up
Then what you in the house for?
Brand new Air Max and they
Ain't even out though
Drippin' sauce excessively and it
Ain't even called for
If the jewelry ain't blindin' me
Then what it even about for?
Niggas want to sign to me
But I can't even vouch for
Back to back with Ralo
And we ain't even deep though
How yo clique compare to mines and
Y'all ain't even street though?
New tape alert new watch alert
New whip alert brr, brr
If Young Metro don't trust you
I'm gon' shoot you it's Wizop, drop top