Gucci Cardholder Lyrics

Yeeeah

Yeeeah

Yeeeah

Gucci cardholder

(Yeeeah)

With the racks in the middle

(Yeeeah)

I like making money

Counting cash really simple

Yuh

Wallet way too fat

I threw his ass in the gym

Yeah

Pockets got a stomach

Never fasting again

Yeah

I'm too busy stunting

Think my fashion a sin

I speak to the dead

I don't have any friends

(Woah)

Way too fucked up

I look like a mess

Money talks

So know when it does

I come correct

They don't like me

So I know they on my head

They gone bite me

And they still can't do what I did

Way too much swag

Look at who they tryna be

Big bag chaser

Gotta get by any means

I got way too much paper

Watch me stack it to the ceiling

Got a gucci cardholder

With the racks stuffed in between

Know I pray the pain away

I want it over

Want it over

Know I pray for better days

Cus I need closure

I need closure

I feel stuck inside my ways

Like an enclosure

Why can't I get sober

I can feel the pain in my veins

Boiling over

Best I keep composure

Yuh

I want

I want

What I want is real love

I want

Know that what

What I want is real love

Talk better speak

Speak up

I can't hear ya

I can't hear you better speak up

I just wanna hear you sing this song

(Woah)

Gucci cardholder

With the racks in the middle

(With the racks in the middle)

I like making money

Counting cash really simple

(Counting cash really simple)

Yuh

Wallet way too fat

I threw his ass in the gym

(Threw his ass in the gym)

Yeah

Pockets got a stomach

Never fasting again

(Never fasting again)

Gucci cardholder

Hold more racks than he can

Yeah

Gucci cardholder

Hold more racks than he can

Yeah

Gucci cardholder

With the racks in the middle

(Yeah)