Gucci Backpack

Verse 1:
Yea i
Run my mouth, yea I
Talk my shit, i be
Budding-with you lil homie just a little bit
Yea I
Raise the bar
To the seven digits yea I
Tell em it ain’t over, this shit barely started
I be getting doja on the low low on the low
Yea I keep it on the low never letting go
Yea I love getting dosed off the Henny-I pop
Yea I love it I just love it ain’t never gone stop

Hook:
I got 25 bands in my Gucci backpack
Said I keep 25 bands up in my God
Wucci backpack
I got 25 bands in my Gucci backpack
Said I keep 25 bands up in my Gucci backpack

Verse 2:
Yea I
Go to school, yea I
Throw a fit, yea I
Never do my homework but I
Ace that shit
Yea I’m
Underrated, but I’m
Getting on
Yea it take more than a basic bitch to turn me on
I like foreign girls
Mixed with morning wood
If it ain’t foreign then it’s boring homie that’s understood
Yea I love getting dosed off the Henny I pop
Yea I love it I just love it it ain’t never gone stop

Hook:
I got 25 bands in my Gucci backpack
Said I keep 25 bands up in my Gucci backpack
I got 25 bands in my Gucci backpack
Said I keep 25 bands up in my Gucci backpack

Verse 3:
Yea my
Foreign engine start with the push of a button, when we
Talkin-about the realest you don’t come up in discussion
Every dollar you make, I be making a thousand, yea I
Pipe thicc models, you can’t hold a conversation
I’m like where the cash at, homie where it at?
Said I thought you had that, Said I thought you uh?
I got 25 bands in my Gucci backpack
Said I keep 25 bands up in my Gucci backpack