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louis gucci - bryson morris lyrics

yeah
bryson!
morris!
count up!
gotta get this money man!
yeah
louis, gucci (x3)

{chorus: bryson morris}
louis, gucci (x8)

{verse 1: bryson morris}
bands all in my pocket
taking off like a rocket (h-town!)
balling hard, you can’t stop it
that gucci belt, just bought it (gucci!)
instagram and snapchat
flexing in them snapbacks
louis on that backpack
hopping in that {?}
headed to that show
we gotta get this money
everywhere we go
we try to stack them hundreds (stacking!)
fresher than that mannequin
hop a flight, now i’m back again
true religion them cardigans
if she trip, i’ll take her friend

{chorus}

{verse 2: bryson morris}
everything designer
foreign fights, we grinding
touchdown, teeth shining
both wrists, all diamond
party popping in the parking lot
hit the scene, we don’t stop
i’m counting bands, i’m counting {?}
i’m designer, man top notch
bryson morris, i’ma k!ll the scene
louis shoes and the {?} jeans
diamonds rocking on the {?}
took your girl, put her on the team
told you man, i was super fly
double {?}, i’m just coasting by
name a guy that is fly as i
standing out and you know why

{chorus} (x2)

- bryson morris lyrics

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