K.Breazy - That's Gucci Shit

This is my year an
I got them fearin
Me
It's 2020
I get so high I can barely see
And this year I'm turnin 19
They say it's their year but it belongs to me
This rap game ain't shit but marketing
I'm on the top I'm on the ceiling
Making money moves yeah bling bling
I'll smoke crack
Before I take my ex back
Before she text back
I Hit her bd with that Mac
As if he was jack black
This year is mine
This is my time
Just stayin low on my grind
You looking for me but u can't find
Me but u know where I stay at
So what the fuck it's pose to be
Steady rollin that loud
I don't run w a crowd
I ain't chasin that clout
You know what I'm about
I'm about that paper
You just a faker
I don't wanna talk no more
Not even to that whore
She just a skank
Got .57 cents in the bank
All I smoke is that dank
These goofys wanna hang
They're steady tryna bang
But what's ur set huh ?
Ur girl I let ha
Suck my dick
Then she leave an I'm over it
Yeah on to the next one
We box I won
I call ur bitch hon
So do a hunnid other ones
They see me they just run

We running run shit
We taking shit
Throw on a fit
That's Gucci shit
I fucked yo bitch
We gettin rich

Cars pulling up slow
I just tell my hoe
Grab that 4, 4
Yeah that's a pistol
Turn yo ass to a pickle
Now u a vegetable
Can't even be Legible
As a citizen
That ganja my medicine
I sell my gs for the fin
Fuck w my kin
Now u in a body bag
Ur Lowkey a hag
But I still fuck her
That's right yes sir
She fuckin me
And not just me
That's some shit u see on tv
My life movie scene
There ain't no removin me
From the picture
Fuck w me plenty murders occur

We running run shit
We taking shit
Throw on a fit
That's Gucci shit
I fucked yo bitch
We gettin rich

Written by:
Kyle Michalec

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