"30 Gucci Purses" lyrics

"30 Gucci Purses"

Ripped up thirty Gucci purses for the seats in the Vette
In 88 I wore the mink velour track suit for the sweat
East side west side never claimin' a set
I was aimin' at threats, steady payin' my debts
In Detroit you gotta keep a Uzi in ya pelle
On the East side off 7 M.I.L.E
We was workin' off beepers before we had Cellys
Doin' doughnuts on 8 Mile & Kelly
Ripped up thirty gucci purses for the seats in the Vette
Only brown bag I carry's money for the connect
Not a satchel or a hassle when I come to collect
Deadboy respect Rolex flooded baguettes
Ripped up thirty Gucci purses, thirty Gucci purses
Got this idea from one of Blade Icewood verses
Thirty-six O's of dope is what the work is
And I'm from Detroit, so you know I know what the worth is

I ripped up thirty Gucci purses for the seats in the Vette
17 hunnid block 6 Mile & Conant
Catch me in a Z06 doing hella doughnuts
And every time the bitches see me man I make 'em go nuts
I ripped up 30 Gucci purses, I might switch to Birkins
Go hard with the Goyards, niggas be perpin'
Thirty Gucci purses, police illegal searches
When coppin' some dope no receipt for proof of purchase
Niggas be snitchin' in the street, it make me nervous
Thirty Gucci bags ripped up that's what the word is
Thirty Gucci bags half a brick for the murders
Hit you with the 50, but my name ain't Curtis
You should stay a vegan, no beefin' like burgers
Diamonds droppin' out the sky 'cause Blade Icewood heard us
Ripped up thirty Gucci purses for the seats in the Vette
Took ya bitch and gave her back like she was a lost pet
Yeah I spent a lot of cash and never had a regret
But I ain't met a motherfucker that can do that yet


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