Red Velvet Gucci Belt Lyrics

I'm not your side

Motherfuckers gonna die

You know we live for that

Pockets filled with cash

Digital dash

One and done em

saying we fronting

Hitting their front end

Crashing in with cars

End up behind bars

They ain't got the sauce

I am surely the boss

Mafia owning the east

Like canals of Venice

Losing my vision

popping prescriptions

While I'm start making decisions

I swear I ain't lost my precision

I work so hard off addiction yeah

I will be owning the decade

I never struggled to get paid

All my standards a set grade

Cmon and follow my template

Red velvet Gucci belt

Got a secret I can tell

Yeah she love my look

Take a page up out my book

She love my smell

She love my look

She love my belt

She love down under

Cause she's feeling good

All your music is a sedative

It's sad and repetitive

I'm not sat here regretting shit

Taken dubs and embellishing

I ain't with your yellow shit

I'm starting new fellowships

hello this is my time to shine

99 on my life like a sentence

Never let my pride go repenting

Please say some shit I am just venting

Passive aggressive where you heading

We did not get to talk

I am hot see me shock

A whole crowd

They're all loud

And devout

For my clout

I will sing it sound

While it's going down

Never need a frown

Pockets fatter than a cow

Whatchu wanna happen now

Give me looks and I will pow

I will be owning the decade

I never struggled to get paid

All my standards a set grade

Cmon and follow my template

Red velvet Gucci belt

Got a secret I can tell

Yeah she love my look

Take a page up out my book

She love my smell

She love my look

She love my belt

She love down under

Cause she's feeling good

I will be owning the decade

I never struggled to get paid

All my standards a set grade

Cmon and follow my template

Red velvet Gucci belt

Got a secret I can tell

Yeah she love my look

Take a page up out my book

She love my smell

She love my look

She love my belt

She love down under

Cause she's feeling good

Ghosts from the past

They are coming for you

Make your seconds last

Before you're subdued

Ghosts from the past

They are coming for you

Coming for the cash

They'll make you feel screwed

Ghosts from the past

They are coming for you

Make your seconds last

Before you're subdued