G.U.C.C.I Lyrics

When I get into the when I get my

Good shoes and I and my get a

Money ma

No face, Gucci,

Gucci the Gucci

Five weed commandments

I ain't rapping Spanish

I'm speaking fluent

Hope the hustlers understand it

The G stands for grab your own pack

Have your own plug

Keep your own strap

Niggas be on phone tapped

Tryna set you up

For a shorter sentence

That's why I peep the universe

Before I handle my business

The C stands for caution

Watch who you talk with

Look both ways down the street

Before you cross it

Some niggas cross brands

But I don't never do that

If you sell green, sell green

Don't be dipping where the food at

Gucci durag on the handle of the four fifth

Designer fingerprints

I make dollars out of no cents

No face is a whole click

I'm god body

Try and try me you can

Catch the whole clip

Black out the whip off set it

The three piece rims

Made that bitch bowlegged (ahh)

In the belly of the beast

Designer sheets

On the battlefield I'm in this bitch

Wearing designer cleats

Dior walk out the store

Draped it's the god

AKA No face nigga

When it rains it pours

Dapper Dan the weed

Pull a zip out

Mix the low

That's a free ounce

Gucci

About to go and get some Gucci

Walking down the street

With my Gucci flip flops

Hold up bitch these Emilio Poochie

I came from the bottom

So you gotta salute me

Shorty too geeked

Talking about what we could be

Bitch who fucking with the god

We don't do fast food

But it's fast money on the menu

You ain't never put no diamonds

Over your war wound

Faced 25 of life and still

Smile in a courtroom

My niggas did

Fled shot a fed

Light skin gangster

Like Radames

Gucci on the scope

Nigga need some hollow heads

Two two threes in a fucking infrared

This lost soul

She want to fuck me for some Gucci

My nigga Ski beat a body like Gucci

In my cul de sac I only use 2G

Still on flip phones

Boy I can't be moving loosely

Uh rob who

YSL Chanel I rock whatever

Lead shower from the black barretta

You gon need an umbrella

Hold up rob who nigga

Lead shower bitch you gon need an umbrella cuz

When it rains it pours

Dapper Dan the weed

Pull a zip out

Mix the low that's a free ounce

Gucci

Bout to go and get some Gucci

Walking down the street with my Gucci flip flops.

Hold up bitch

These Emilio Poochie

I came from the bottom

So you gotta salute me

Shorty too geeked

Talking about what we could be.

Bitch who fucking wit the God