[Xanman:]
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’
[Xanman (Rico Nasty):]
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)
[Rico Nasty:]
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
Girl, yeah, my wallet gettin’ towed
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
[YungManny:]
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
[Xanman:]
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
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