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My pocket all swoll', my all chrome
When I hit the everything goes
in the air, put your lighters in the air
But when I'm in here, I really care

I ride on 'em, plus, I style on 'em
Yes, I lean on 'em, yes, I on 'em
Yeah, I know, that's the way you it, huh?
Yeah, that's the way you love me,

It's alive, alive, rounds cured the eyes
I had to bring the bitch back Frankenstein
I push but Gucci don't exercise
I get extra whipped cream for them pies

I'm in the 'hood the mayor 'round election time
a suggestion: don't park your car next to mine
I'mma when the light hit, I 'posed to shine
flow is garbage, they let me out just in time

They got a section but none of the ho's are
They need to exit, let the grind pass you by
I run laps lames with my shoes untied
I jump the line, walk in, and watch the divide

Still stuck outside, the ugly side
Looked Medusa in the eye and died
This is top shit, classified
Don't me, Swizz was the mastermind

I can't breathe, can't breathe, Toni Braxton
I got a chain moonwalkin', Jackson time
I keep on ice like I lost my mind
bloodline of mine is supposed to shine

My pocket all swoll', my all chrome
I hit the club everything goes
Bottles in the air, put your in the air
But when I'm in here, I really care

'Cause I on 'em, plus, I style on 'em
Yes, I on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em
Yeah, I know, the way you like it, huh?
Yeah, that's the way you me, hon'

up, hurry up Gucci on the news
They say he out the jail rockin' stupid jewels
They tryin' to find out it do, admit it, you confused
Too cash on me, hundreds fallin' out my trous'

My yellow wrist, bright as piss, bitch, on the
Big Gucci called Swizz, let's a hit
Two thing in this world I ain't seen
Are you a foreigner, I need to help me get mimi

I hope you suffocate, me her, baby, let me breathe
'Cause I don't chase nothin' but paper, bitch, chasin' me
Excuse my French, but this is Gucci, I'm so fucking
It don't no sense to switch for any of these motherfuckers

My pocket all swoll', my all chrome
I hit the club everything goes
Bottles in the air, put your in the air
But when I'm in here, I really care

I ride on 'em, plus, I style on 'em
Yes, I on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em
Yeah, I know, that's the way you like it,
Yeah, that's the way you me, hon'

Somebody said my is it
I said nah dog, my is it
Now I'm back, on 'em like I never, never left
Plus the boy right here, I'm to death

Woo, on my feet
See, I fall for Suzuki jeeps
Now I'm jumpin' off
Don't worry about the haters, gonna be upset

And the Black Card in my back
The Conaseg lookin' a speeder rocket
Yeah, I'm on the highway
And you should me, I did it my way

My all swoll', my rims all chrome
When I hit the club goes
Bottles in the air, put lighters in the air
But when I'm in here, I don't really

'Cause I on 'em, plus, I style on 'em
Yes, I lean on 'em, yes, I on 'em
Yeah, I know, the way you like it, huh?
Yeah, that's the way you me, hon'