gucci gang - drake bell lyrics
[intro]
spend ten racks on a new chain
my b-tch love do cocaine, ooh
i f-ck a b-tch, i forgot her name
i can’t buy a b-tch no wedding ring
rather go and buy balmains
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
[chorus]
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
spend ten racks on a new chain
my b-tch love do cocaine, ooh
i f-ck a b-tch, i forgot her name, yuh
i can’t buy no b-tch no wedding ring
rather go and buy balmains, ayy
gucci gang, gucci gang
[verse]
my lean cost more than your rent, ooh (it do)
your momma still live in a tent
still slangin’ dope in the ‘jects
me and my grandma take meds
none of this sh-t be new to me
f-ckin’ my teacher, call it tutoring
bought some red bottoms, cost h-lla gs
f-ck your airline, f-ck your company
b-tch, your breath smell like some cigarettes (cigarettes)
i’d rather f-ck a b-tch from the projects
they kicked me out the plane off a percocet
now lil pump flyin’ private jet
everybody scream, “f-ck westjet” (f-ck ’em)
lil pump still sell that meth
hunnid on my wrist, sippin’ on tech
f-ck a lil’ b-tch, make her p-ssy wet
[chorus]
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
spend ten racks on a new chain
my b-tch love do cocaine, ooh
i f-ck a b-tch, i forgot her name, yuh
i can’t buy no b-tch no wedding ring
rather go and buy balmains, ayy
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
spend ten racks on a new chain
my b-tch love do cocaine, ooh
i f-ck a b-tch, i forgot her name, yuh
i can’t buy no b-tch no wedding ring
rather go and buy balmains, ayy
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
[verse]
my lean cost more than your rent, ooh
your momma still live in a tent
still slangin’ dope in the ‘jects
me and my grandma take meds
none of this sh-t be new to me
f-ckin’ my teacher, call it tutoring
bought some red bottoms, cost h-lla gs
f-ck your airline, f-ck your company
b-tch, your breath smell like some cigarettes
i’d rather f-ck a b-tch from the projects
they kicked me out the plane off a percocet
now lil pump flyin’ private jet
everybody scream, “f-ck westjet” (f-ck ’em)
lil pump still sell that meth
hunnid on my wrist, sippin’ on tech
f-ck a lil’ b-tch, make her p-ssy wet
Random Song Lyrics :
- friends - savannah outen lyrics
- get together (anders bagge and peer åstrom demo) - madonna lyrics
- yummy yummy - l7 lyrics
- red light diva - bambi lyrics
- queen of dragons - dragonharp lyrics
- blåa sko' - kal p. dal lyrics
- moi même - nothin64 lyrics
- e.t | خارج الأرض - illiam (palestine) lyrics
- sweet love - sam kaai lyrics
- ung drengs lod - anton walter lyrics