GUCCI SHADES Lyrics

Gucci Shades I throw them on my face

Fuck the bullshit I ain't tryna see today

Feel like Stevie Wonder (uhh) and I feel like Ray

Im a Bad Boy outta Harlem feel like Mase

Ain't no 10, 20 it's just 30 to the face

Double Cup of Act got me boolin outta space

(Hold On)

Pray to God and my dealer they ain't laced

Fuck is fear of God when I never had no faith

Water on my neck

Diamonds they could make ya sea-sick

Hero dose of shrooms (uh) that'll make ya see shit

Killas, Scammers, Robbers those the niggas that I be wit

Don't believe the hype, life ain't really what it seems bitch

Lil bitch was trippin so I took her ass to Neman's

Tried to get off Perc that shit ain't work I'm fighting demons

That's ya girl, I gave her dick had her crying screaming

She looked like Spongebob with no water screaming that she need it

He a baby, cradle (What else)

Spin his top, draddel (What else)

Easter pink, Faygo (What else)

Love that syrup, maple (What else)

Love that cash pesos (What else)

show my ass, A-hole (Keep going)

I do what I want, you do what they say so (Huh, Yeah)

Gucci Shades I throw them on my face

Fuck the bullshit I ain't tryna see today

Feel like Stevie Wonder (uhh) and I feel like Ray

Im a Bad Boy outta Harlem feel like Mase

Ain't no 10, 20 it's just 30 to the face

Double Cup of Act got me boolin outta space

(Hold On)

Pray to God and my dealer they ain't laced

Fuck is fear of God when I never had no faith

She a eater I'ma take her out to lunch then

Dunkin' donut sweet that lil bitch a munchkin

Ain't gon trip not no bitch I got tuff skin

Barley got a cough but I'm sippin Robitussin

Demon underneath but an angel to the public

Practice what I speak other niggas just be puppets

You are not like me boy I'm him you are nothing

Knew you wouldn't do shit could tell you was bluffing

You gon do what to who (To who)

Like who the fuck is you (Dafuq)

I ain't gon fight cause I don't need blood on my Jimmy Choos (Big stepper)

Won't take ya life cause I ain't tryna end up on the news (I ain't)

Like go to jail and sit for life my nigga I refuse (I refuse)

Gucci Shades I throw them on my face

Fuck the bullshit I ain't tryna see today

Feel like Stevie Wonder (uhh) and I feel like Ray

Im a Bad Boy outta Harlem feel like Mase

Ain't no 10, 20 it's just 30 to the face

Double Cup of Act got me boolin outta space

(Hold On)

Pray to God and my dealer they ain't laced

Fuck is fear of God when I never had no faith