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My all swoll', my rims all chrome
When I hit the everything goes
in the air, put your lighters in the air
But I'm in here, I don't really care

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

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

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

They got a but none of the ho's are fine
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 the crowd divide

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

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

My pocket all swoll', my all chrome
When I hit the everything goes
Bottles in the air, put your in the air
But when I'm in here, I don't really

'Cause I 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'

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

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

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

My pocket all swoll', my rims all
When I hit the club everything
Bottles in the air, put your in the air
But when I'm in here, I don't really

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, the way you love me, hon'

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

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

And the Card in my back pocket
The Conaseg lookin' like a speeder
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 your 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 me, hon'