Gucci Down

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Lil' bitch wanna be Gucci down

You pull out a stick, better shoot me now

Got designer bag, like she in a movie now

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Lil' bitch wanna be Gucci down

You pull out a stick, better shoot me now

Ooh, I been, Cartier frames on my eyelids

I got a bad bitch and she brown skin

Got gas in the window, brought a pound in

Got designer on me, ooh, I'm drownin'

I ain't 'bout to play games, this Spy Kids

Got a bougie girl, wanna have my kids

Ooh, I only want the bop, give me five minutes

Ooh, baby, give me five minutes

Can I dive in it?

Ooh, let's just hope nigga ain't sign shit

Street niggas gon' trap 'til they find a Benz

I been sellin' Adderall for five bands

Hey now, don't reach in my pants

I'ma beat the block like I had five hands

She want to get turned up, take five xans

I-I make the cash talk, nigga

Glock make him fast walk, nigga

G-G-Got the junkies off the bath salts, nigga

That nigga dead, it ain't my fault, nigga

So many drugs, I took five hawks, nigga

Stop lookin' down at my bitch walk, nigga

You ain't never seen a stick talk, nigga

I'm a stripe Gucci flip-flop nigga

Why you purpin'? Move a big Glock, nigga

Go with your big homie told her go get her nigga

She wanna be Gucci down, put her in Gucci flips

Never knew niggas around 'cause I know goofy niggas

I feel like 2 Chainz, you gettin' mad, I'm gettin' richer

They think I'm Bruce Wayne, I'm in a foreign with extensions

That nigga purpin', give him 24 hours, he missin'

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Lil' bitch wanna be Gucci down

You pull out a stick, better shoot me now

Got designer bag, like she in a movie now

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Lil' bitch wanna be Gucci down

You pull out a stick, better shoot me now

Ooh, I been, Cartier frames on my eyelids

I got a bad bitch and she brown skin

Got gas in the window, brought a pound in

Got designer on me, ooh, I'm drownin'

I ain't 'bout to play games, this Spy Kids

Got a bougie girl, wanna have my kids

Ooh, I only want the bop, give me five minutes (Yeah, yeah)

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

When I'm in the city, I'm Louis'd down

Eyes on my back, I see you now

Ain't smokin' propane, put that shit out

He got good numbers, we lockin'

Pull up in a drop top, I ain't droppin'

I got runners on the clock, I don't clock in

If the pussy good, he gon' take you shoppin'

Don't none of my money fold

Goyard my wallet and tote

I do not know what you want

Baby, I been on the road

Ooh, I'm on an island

Pussy so wet, he wanna dive in

Need a money machine when I'm countin'

He said he got money, I doubt it

Left hand up, right hand up

Everybody do the Gucci down

We spendin' bands, no merry-go-round

I got a .40 on me, send your man to the clouds

Uh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Walk down with a to-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ool

Uh, uh, I'ma pull up in the G-Wag

Two tone stick, we gon' aim where he sleep at

ACL, I might just shoot at his kneecap

Suppressor, pew, I shoot with no feedback

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Lil' bitch wanna be Gucci down

You pull out a stick, better shoot me now

Got designer bag, like she in a movie now

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Bad bitch wanna be Gucci down

Lil' bitch wanna be Gucci down

You pull out a stick, better shoot me now

Ooh, I been, Cartier frames on my eyelids

I got a bad bitch and she brown skin

Got gas in the window, brought a pound in

Got designer on me, ooh, I'm drownin'

I ain't 'bout to play games, this Spy Kids

Got a bougie girl, wanna have my kids

Ooh, I only want the bop, give me five minutes