| Gucci man, I’m so icy
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| Gucci man, bitch I might be
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| No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
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| I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
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| They gettin' striked like lightning
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| And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
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| And I only know real, no lying
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| Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying
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| Everyday I’m smoking until I’m faded
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| Every track I hop on, I annihilate it
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| I got a new bitch cause my ex outdated
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| Bitch I’m smoking, og elevated
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| She wanna see these nuts, no dicks
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| Back in the day, I was pushing T’s, no clips
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| It’s only raw papers touching my lips
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| Dick so good, she wanna leave me a tip
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| Whisper in her ear, she getting quiet more
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| She got a leather jacket on like a bike boy
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| Like them if they got paper like a white boy
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| Got a smiley on my hat, I’m a Shmopboy
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| Gucci man, I’m so icy
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| Gucci man, bitch I might be
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| No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
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| I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
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| They gettin' striked like lightning
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| And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
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| And I only know real, no lying
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| Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying
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| I remember how I pull up trynna get a sex
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| I’m the nigga from her dreams, I’ma get her wet
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| When I pull up, man, they scream front to the back
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| I can’t be in debt, I gotta get a check
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| Got the gang on deck, I’m hanging with my set
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| Spent like 50k on kicks, I cannot flex
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| When they see a nigga, they gon' take a picture
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| When we in the party, it’s a flock of women
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| All these rappers fell off cause they not consistent
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| I’ma get a kitchen and a pot to piss in
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| HBK the type of group that go the distance
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| Take a shot of Henny then I’m back in rhythm
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| Gucci man, I’m so icy
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| Gucci man, bitch I might be
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| No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
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| I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
|
| They gettin' striked like lightning
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| And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
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| And I only know real, no lying
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| Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying |