Тональность: Db major•
Verse 1
Gb
Sizzle, roll one real fat
(it's Gucci)
What? (Ha- ha)
(Southside on the track,
yeah)
Verse 2
808, 1017, huh? (Brr)
Gb
I'm a trapper,
I am not a rapper (no)
I mount the Dawn up,
F
it's lookin' like a Raptor (damn)
you are not a factor (you)
Big diamond choker on my neck, I
got asthma (woo)
Heavy watch on my wrist, it
costs a meal ticket
Just stack your money up, get
rich enough, then we'll kick it
F
F#
It's 'bout survival,
I'm bustin' at my rivals
I put a glacier on her
hand, it went viral
Verse 3
F#
Egyptian fabric on my skin, it
came from Cairo
F#
Say ain't no cap in your rap but
F
you a gyro (believe)
F#
They kicked me out of college,
I wasn't embarrassed
I graduated from pointers,
F
moved on to carats (damn)
F#
I promoted myself, gave me a salary
It's still hard to believe I'm
F#
Dark shades, I still see all the jealousy
I'm in a Pegasus, I'm racing for my legacy
Verse 4
F#
rock my jewelry, d- boy style
Bust down my watch,
F#
These fuck niggas tried to steal my style
But cookin' up grams
can't go out of style
Fm
They said, "Gucci went broke," I said,
F#
"Hush your mouth"
I'm off paper, got paper,
they done fucked up now
Kick back on the couch in this
big- ass house
With this Olympic- size pool,
I went the He- Man route (Wop)
Diamonds so cold, it's like the heat ran out
Verse 5
F#
I need
a Wonder Woman spouse
Fm
and a He- Man house
F#
I dropped the top in the V,
then the freak came out
Then when she suckin' on the dick, I
Fm
thought her teeth came out
Verse 6
F#
Nigga, I ain't go to practice, nigga,
I don't wanna scrimmage
22 bricks, runnin' with 'em like
Emmitt (ball)
Mama couldn't talk to me,
I ain't wanna listen (huh)
Teacher couldn't teach me 'cause I
F
F#
ain't pay attention (fuck it)
Mr. Drippy- Drippy have you swimmin' with the fishes
Verse 7
F#
They want the
old Gucci Mane that do
Fm
F#
a verse for a chicken (skrrt)
Old Gucci Mane sellin' chicken
for a living (Wop)
Water whippin' in the kitchen,
F
even then I had the vision (it's Gucci)
Verse 8
F#
I'ma rock my jewelry, d- boy style
Bust down my watch,
bust down my smile
These fuck niggas tried to steal my style
But cookin' up grams,
can't go out of style
Fm
They said, "Gucci went broke," I said,
F#
"Hush your mouth"
I'm off paper, got paper,
they done fucked up now
Kick back on the couch in this
big- ass house
With this Olympic- size pool,
I went the He- Man route (Wop)
Verse 9
F#
Huh?
Outro 1
Fm
Yeah
F#
F
F#
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