(Verse)
Bet you see "gucciak47s is free" on your feed
This a warning you better heed
In yo bitch i put my seed
Cash money all i fucking need
Some pussies call it greed
Steak and lobster ain't no pet feed
When we see you we gon make you bleed
I heard yo lady screaming for the meat
She in heat
When i pull up wit a bat we gon beat
I gon rap without a motherfucking beat
You the only bitch in the game who ain't from the streets
Shoot you and yo homie at the car meet
We really felons
So i advise you stop tellin
Or we will raise hell then
Destroy yo block
Ain't talkin whеn we pull up and you flock
Having fun
With my gun
We pull up and you done
You can't hidе you can't run
Draco got a honey bun
Yea a drum
You lookin dumb
My AK hum
You gon be numb
Told my chauffeur go straight ahead
Don't mess around two end up dead
Yes it's a murda scene y'all gon bite the lead
Mess around got bullets goin in yo head
Banks paying interest
And yo girl is interested
We pull up knock em down like dominos
You know i got all yo hoes
We gon spray we gon blow
So quick grrrrah you won't know
Riding four deep or riding solo
Either way we find a way to bust yo dome
We still spit fire in the stu' though
She ain't like how I spend
I told her "the cash never gonna end"
Gave her a mil this ain't no lend
I told her "you can keep it" and gave her some for your friend
Now let's get in bed
You gotta give me head
I bout to take my meds
Or i gonna wind up dead
Hide the wockhardt because here the feds
Bloodshed
We gon make a whole lotta red
Tryna speed off in his moped
When we pull up we get him roped yeah
You're scared of us, right?
Should I take my private jet or my first class flight?
Knock you down send you up we just might
Keep it 100 keep it tight
Like a dragon like a tiger
They all know i'm spitting fire
Fuck the king i rule the empire
Say you loyal you a liar
I rocking gucci attire
Feds listening through the wire
And your girls all admire
Lamborghini on them racing tires
Bet you see "gucciak47s is free" on your feed
This a warning you better heed
In yo bitch i put my seed
Cash money all i fucking need
Some pussies call it greed
Steak and lobster ain't no pet feed
When we see you we gon make you bleed
I heard yo lady screaming for the meat
She in heat
When i pull up wit a bat we gon beat
I gon rap without a motherfucking beat
You the only bitch in the game who ain't from the streets
Shoot you and yo homie at the car meet
We really felons
So i advise you stop tellin
Or we will raise hell then
Destroy yo block
Ain't talkin whеn we pull up and you flock
Having fun
With my gun
We pull up and you done
You can't hidе you can't run
Draco got a honey bun
Yea a drum
You lookin dumb
My AK hum
You gon be numb
Told my chauffeur go straight ahead
Don't mess around two end up dead
Yes it's a murda scene y'all gon bite the lead
Mess around got bullets goin in yo head
Banks paying interest
And yo girl is interested
We pull up knock em down like dominos
You know i got all yo hoes
We gon spray we gon blow
So quick grrrrah you won't know
Riding four deep or riding solo
Either way we find a way to bust yo dome
We still spit fire in the stu' though
She ain't like how I spend
I told her "the cash never gonna end"
Gave her a mil this ain't no lend
I told her "you can keep it" and gave her some for your friend
Now let's get in bed
You gotta give me head
I bout to take my meds
Or i gonna wind up dead
Hide the wockhardt because here the feds
Bloodshed
We gon make a whole lotta red
Tryna speed off in his moped
When we pull up we get him roped yeah
You're scared of us, right?
Should I take my private jet or my first class flight?
Knock you down send you up we just might
Keep it 100 keep it tight
Like a dragon like a tiger
They all know i'm spitting fire
Fuck the king i rule the empire
Say you loyal you a liar
I rocking gucci attire
Feds listening through the wire
And your girls all admire
Lamborghini on them racing tires
( GucciAK47s )
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