Slim Dunkin - Gucci Bag lyrics
[Slim Dunkin - Gucci Bag lyrics]
I don't need Jeezy or no fucking Loui' bag
It's in my Gucci Bag yeah
It's in my Gucci Bag
One thing about Slim, Slim got swag
And I don't need Jeezy or
No fucking Loui' bag
It's in my Gucci Bag yeah
It's in my Gucci Bag
Gucci this Gucci that Gucci sweater Gucci hat
Quarter brick of blow they wanna get
The Gucci on the track
They tired of the Gucci hating on the Gucci
Sick of these Gs that be
All around that Gucci
Copped this Gucci for Zone 6
I'm done with Loui' mane
I hear the haters talking but
Who said fuck Gucci Mane
I'll give your ass a tip
Boy you better be easy
Book this Gucci for a show you
Gon need bout 30 Jeezys
Yeah I run with Bricksquad
But ain't no squares
We in the club popping them
Bottles and throwing them chairs
It's 101 dogs so you better beware
We don't ru-ru-ru we let them
Choppers in the air what BC say if you ain't
Strapped then you better dip
I treat my Glock like a dead
Dude I let her rip
I beat your ass black and blue
They gon think you crip
I gotta leave a little blood
So I'mma bust your lip
Flexing with my shirt off everywhere I go
But, I ain't Wooh, Frenchie or Petey Pablo
Jail ain't scared me it made me smarter
Mamma caught me crying made me grind harder
Looking for me in the Eme I
Ain't dodging I charge ya
4 killers with me in that black Mirada
Got a problem with my clique a 38 or revolver
Catch that pussy