Gucci on The Load
Well my day startin' crazy, my pack ain't fukkin' make it
The feds investigating, some of my nikkas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin'
El Gato is my code name, don't ever call me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment
I'm gangster but I'm famous, bytch I'm armed and I'm dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin' mane, fukk what nikkas thinkin' mane
Guwop gon' keep gettin' it mane, long as they keep printin' it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain't that synthetic
Y'all boys too pathetic
You don't got it then go get it
Call tell, I'm connected
El Gato, respect it
Two Asian plugs with hella drugs
Call them Redman and Method
When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola
Gucci on Curve
Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dikk, girl, you performed last night
That's why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, 'cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I'm in Dubai
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I'd prolly have one hundred wives (damn!)
Walkin' in the club and they like, "Gucci just arrived" (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I'm iight, now she look like she surprised (I'm iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
Bum, bum-bum-bum, I feel like Rocky in his prime
You know you came to fukk, so why the fukk we wastin' time?
I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I'm young, rich and handsome, baby, I'm one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won't cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don't even mind