Gucci Gang

(альбом: Baby Talk 4 - 2017)

Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang (Ah)
I'll whoop a nigga ass like I'm Pootie Tang (Bitch)
You ever made a diss song? You a lame (Huh)
And if you fucking with the lame, nigga, you the same (Ha)
I'm with my baby mama at the shooting range (Huh)
I had to shoot her how to shoot the.40, huh
On Instagram kissing on my daughter, huh (Mwah)
Before I tell a judge, I'll tell a lawyer, huh
Running red lights in the rental, huh (Skrrt)
Selling pounds for cheap, come get 'em, huh
Big gelato, where you get it, huh (Smoke)
It's different colors like some Skittles, huh
And none of this shit be new to me (Huh)
Know you couldn't take the pressure, boy, if you was me (Huh)
Your baby daddy rocking fake ass jewelry (Ha)
I can post a fake chain, he ain't fooling me
I got these niggas hollering, "Where the nigga came from?"
Roger homeboy shot a nigga with the same gun (Boom)
Your bitch tripping call me by my middle name on Instagram
Her baby mama hollering, "Where'd she learn your name from?" (Uh)
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang
Keep a gun on me like a shooting game (Huh)
My bitch from the hood like Keisha (Huh)
Fuck around and get buried like Gucci Mane (Ah)
I'm the hottest in the Carolinas, huh
Fucking other niggas' baby mamas, uh
I'm a good looking nigga with a choppa, huh
Nigga play with me, he got a problem, huh (Boom)
Rapper niggas better check my résumé (Check it)
When I pull it out, I ain't gon' hesitate (Uh)
Bitch ass nigga you a small fry (Bitch)
Put me on the scale, I'm a heavy-weight
Hahaha