Gucci Slides

Pop a Tesla on the yacht, I'm feelin' nauseous Tell me what you got, tell me what it's costin'

I linked up with the plug and now we bought out Boston
Farmin' up on roads, I would walk with caution

How you lettin' these Gucci slides run laps around your ass?

Stupid bitch got me hypnotized, I'm in love with all that ass

I'm pourin' up, need a suicide, I'm prayin' I hope I don't crash

Fuck the niggas, they too sad, this shit sound like a lot of rash, real

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Well, out of what? Too much smoke, it's fuckin' up my lungs I'm powered, it's Trump, I surrender I just walked in the year with a dream

Had a lil' bitch strut, she's fine

Ain't talkin' bout money, ain't talkin' bout racks And I ain't off the phone I was waitin' on the pack

I was waitin' on the mail I'm already on it Bitch, she wanna ride it back

Ayy, she think she wrong

I could've bought out Saks this winter, I'd do what I want I'm proud of this, I don't wanna be touched, bitch, leave me alone

Had a client tell him, son, he real, you're not gonna know

Ayy, look at lil' walls, he already go Look at lil' walls, he already chose Look at lil' walls, he already froze

Ayy, I'm stuck in the trap, but that's how it go I can't say I never, I gotta get more

Look in the back, that's a whole new level Bitch say crack, bitch say go

Bitch say go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Bitch say go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Fuck them hoes, I'm lookin' for love I'm up deep in the night, just blowin' smoke, blowin' smoke

I'm a Tesla on the yacht, I'm feelin' nauseous

Tell me what you got, tell me what it's costin' I left her with a plug and now we bought out

Boston When I'm on roads, I will walk with caution How you lettin' these

Gucci slides run laps around your ass?

Shoot a bitch, got me hypnotized, I'm in love with all that ass

I'm pourin' up, need a suicide. I'm prayin' I hope I don't crash

Fuck a n***a, they trust a sadist Shoot somethin' with a lot of dance, for real, ayy, yeah