Got Those

Shit, I remember when I was a lil' nigga
Went out shopping n' shit
Now I walk in the store and buy what' the fuck I want

Gucci my shit like I'm flexing (Bands, Bands, Bands)
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those
Cop' those (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
20's and 50's and 100's, You know that I got those
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
Got those'
I'm in the foreign, I'm speeding, I'm swerving em' potholes
Potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Most of these bitches be tricking, my nigga they not yours
Not yours
Pull up, extended clips hitting, we clipping his top off
Top off (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Gucci my shit like I'm flexing
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those (Bands, Bands)

50's and 100's, Amiri, Versace, Might cop it, I want it (Bands, Bands)
The cheese ain't a problem (Racks, Racks)
Bands when I walk in, It's free, and its flying
It's for my AP's, In the streets we be talk' (AP)
Shirts with the Jeans, and the feets a few thousand
My belts and my scarf, it be Gucci designer (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
Got my bands up, and my fans up (Yeah)
Fuck it, shoot a nigga onna' camera (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Hit his mans' up, that's an M1 (Grrt, Bah)
Skrrtin in the Bentley or the Phantom, (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Pick your pants up (Uhuh)
She a dancer' (What?)
Lil' bitch wanna fuck, just call me handsome (Handsome)
Bitch this the General Blixky just call me El Chapo'
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
20's and 100's and 50's, you know that I got those
(Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
Got those

Gucci my shit like I'm flexing (Bands, Bands, Bands)
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those
Cop' those (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
20's and 50's and 100's, You know that I got those
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
Got those'
I'm in the foreign, I'm speeding, I'm swerving em' potholes
Potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Most of these bitches be tricking, my nigga they not yours
Not yours
Pull up, extended clips hitting, we clipping his top off
Top off (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Gucci my shit like I'm flexing
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those (Bands, Bands)

Took it straight from the bottom (From the bottom)
Had to face all my problems (All my problems)
I came up when they doubted
Keep that fake shit from 'round me
Saw my bands, gon' keep piling
Catch him walking, we firing
They don't talk they ain't bout' it (Bah, Bah, Bah)
Just came home and I'm shining (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)

Yeah, I got those
Had to cop' those (Grrt, Bah)
Bitch we getting cheddar, hella' Guapo (Bands, Bands, Bands)
Well it's not your's, better dodge those (Grrt, Bah)
Swervin in the Bentley from the potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Yeah, I got those
Had to cop' those
Bitch we getting cheddar, hella' Guapo (Bands, Bands, Bands)
Well it's not your's, better dodge those (Grrt, Bah)
Swervin in the Bentley from the potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt)

Gucci my shit like I'm flexing (Bands, Bands, Bands)
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those
Cop' those (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
20's and 50's and 100's, You know that I got those
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
Got those'
I'm in the foreign, I'm speeding, I'm swerving em' potholes
Potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Most of these bitches be tricking, my nigga they not yours
Not yours
Pull up, extended clips hitting, we clipping his top off
Top off (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Gucci my shit like I'm flexing
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those (Bands, Bands)
Cop' those