Rucci, Ghost Boy - El Perro lyrics

[Rucci, Ghost Boy - El Perro lyrics]

I just sent my daddy a Glock, he in Mexico
They always saying that I'm hot
I’m the next to blow
Still making drops at the Texaco
Still getting jocked by the federal
Let em know
Got a damn bitch when they get up
I ain't shit off the drip but she love me
Hood rich, everything in my momma name
That's why I spent $2
000 on them Prada things
All white F1’s I'm a lunatic
Gold grillin in this bitch like I'm Ludacris
I ain't new to this, I really do this shit
Hold on ay, I got a cold for the summer
You broke that's a bummer
Only takin used to be a Hummer
Your baby daddy a bitch
On the block he a runner
I'm the number one stunner call me
If you need a gunner
Drunk off lean at my interview
Spent 15 on my tennis shoes
Dropped out of high school then
I dropped a banger scrap keep a banger icy

I'm on some ratchet shit
Posted with my ratchet bitch
Don't care, hand me another
Ain’t your average
On some savage shit, on some savage shit
Gucci bag and the chopper homie
You don’t want no problems
I ain't much inside the bottom
Got on four different designers they call me
I ain’t much inside the bottom
Got on four different designers
(Gucci bag and the chopper homie
You don't want no problems)

Rucci dog on the scene, a whole lot of it
I'm in Texas making plans call me Popovich
Me and my n - ain't the
Same he into robbin’ shit
But shit I shoot from
Long range like Stojakovic
Ok this G shit in me
I'm tryna cop a Bentley
Bitch get out my face if you
Ain't talkin bout them benjis
Bitch I'm Gucci down, but my backpack Fendi
I'm finna gas this like a
What's in this bitch, Henny in this bitch
I got it the hard way
I'm like Penny in this bitch
I done bossed up
My bitch know my bitch I can't get caught up
Hold on
I'm back another mack another bitch
And get my stroll on
Banana I'm a savage I'm talkin
Bout shit that go on they know a n - eating
I'm talkin 8 for a feature
We takin cash and card
We got the shit to slide your Visa

I'm on some ratchet shit
Posted with my ratchet bitch
Don't care, hand me another
Ain't your average
On some savage shit, on some savage shit
Gucci bag and the chopper homie
You don't want no problems
I ain't much inside the bottom
Got on four different designers they call me
I ain't much inside the bottom
Got on four different designers
(Gucci bag and the chopper homie
You don't want no problems)

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