GUCCI FANGZ Lyrics

Gucci gold fangs

Hoes go insane

Every time I fuck, she wanna pull on my chains

But I won't cuff the thot, that ain't part of my game

Goth bitch hella fucked

But her pops who to blame, look

Gucci gold fangs

Hoes go insane

Every time I fuck, she wanna pull on my chains

But I won't cuff the thot, that ain't part of my game

Goth bitch hella fucked

But her pops who to blame, look

She the type to suck it in a Cybertruck

If you love that thot, then you better keep that bitch tucked

Cause one wrong move and I'ma have to bag a new slut

I don't gotta try, we got skill

We don't need luck

Talk about bread and watch me pull up with a Brinks trunk

Talk about ice and I'ma hit you with this slug shine

Bling blaow bitch

What you know 'bout these VVS?

A punk rock thot in my lab

Call her Dee Dee

Me and my dawgs came up, you mad huh?

Now I get a lot of bread, unlike my rap opps

Naw, gimmie that steak

I don't want no ox

When it come down to fits, your clothes just don't talk

What you mean hoe?

I get them blues every day hoe

Cleat check the mob

These Balencis and McQueens hoe

We don't care 'bout these nerds

They get no dough

But watch how they bitches always try and get a photo

Gucci gold fangs

Hoes go insane

Every time I fuck, she wanna pull on my chains

But I won't cuff the thot, that ain't part of my game

Goth bitch hella fucked

But her pops who to blame, look

Gucci gold fangs

Hoes go insane

Every time I fuck, she wanna pull on my chains

But I won't cuff the thot, that ain't part of my game

Goth bitch hella fucked

But her pops who to blame, look

Gucci gold fangs

Hoes go insane

Every time I fuck, she wanna pull on my chains

But I won't cuff the thot, that ain't part of my game

Goth bitch hella fucked

But her pops who to blame, look

Gucci gold fangs

Hoes go insane

Every time I fuck, she wanna pull on my chains

But I won't cuff the thot, that ain't part of my game

Goth bitch hella fucked

But her pops who to blame, look