"Gucci Man" lyrics
(feat. Robbz x Brookz)
Hmm, hmm
4-10
Jon Miljon
Du-du-du, du-du-du, pa
Skengdo
Du-du-du, du-du-du, pa
Heard dem man are tryna get back
But they ain't GBG's, so the pussies better sit back
Big fat wap, feel the kickback
Man must've lost his marbles if he's ever tryna diss man
Skinny yute but I've got a 6-pack
Have a yute stumbling and shit like he just downed a 6-pack
Skeng, I ain't into that verbal
Manna running off, jumping fences, just like they playing hurdles
Give me that drop, drop, your house is getting burgled
Don't think you're getting life, I'm deffo gonna hurt you
Bro's in the kitchen whip-whip, you won't curdle
Bro's in the kitchen whip-whip, you won't curdle
Not a snitch-snitch, cah that shit there is treason
4-1-0 it's a green ting
If you're not flagging green get a beating
You're not with the guys get a beating
I don't really care how you feel
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
She's lookin' at my change tryna move the man
I'm gonna put her on cah she ain't used to that
Burberry jacket and a Gucci bag
Baby didn't know that I'm a hustler
Said she wants to ride, I tell her "Buckle up"
Henny in my belly what a bombaclat
Pass the club come and fuck with us
Robbz, Brookz, AM and Skengdo
Broke men, we would never go broke that's no cap
Gal hon ger bad and boujee
Och jag la typ tvo lax på min flip-flop, bro, that's Gucci
Yessir, är på rush for the bag
Vi är på, big drip på vår kropp
Lämnar spår efter spår
Bad, boujee, hon är fast på mig
Hon har plast boobies inga hatouties, yessir
Bad girl be like dick in her belly like raw
Suckin' an' suckin', ja hon fick ont I sin jaw
Drip, drippity, drop, drop in that drop top
Ey, kolla din son, mamma jag är en star
Ta med dig paraply inte för regn
När vi två går förbi akta så du inte får stäng
Men drippy, drippy om det nått du inte har misstänkt
Och sluta gråt ifall du känner du kommer bli klen (Gang, gang, gang)
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
She's lookin' at my change tryna move the man
I'm gonna put her on cah she ain't used to that
Burberry jacket and a Gucci bag
Baby didn't know that I'm a hustler
Said she wants to ride, I tell her "Buckle up"
Henny in my belly what a bombaclat
Pass the club come and fuck with us
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
4-10
Jon Miljon
Du-du-du, du-du-du, pa
Skengdo
Du-du-du, du-du-du, pa
Heard dem man are tryna get back
But they ain't GBG's, so the pussies better sit back
Big fat wap, feel the kickback
Man must've lost his marbles if he's ever tryna diss man
Skinny yute but I've got a 6-pack
Have a yute stumbling and shit like he just downed a 6-pack
Skeng, I ain't into that verbal
Manna running off, jumping fences, just like they playing hurdles
Give me that drop, drop, your house is getting burgled
Don't think you're getting life, I'm deffo gonna hurt you
Bro's in the kitchen whip-whip, you won't curdle
Bro's in the kitchen whip-whip, you won't curdle
Not a snitch-snitch, cah that shit there is treason
4-1-0 it's a green ting
If you're not flagging green get a beating
You're not with the guys get a beating
I don't really care how you feel
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
She's lookin' at my change tryna move the man
I'm gonna put her on cah she ain't used to that
Burberry jacket and a Gucci bag
Baby didn't know that I'm a hustler
Said she wants to ride, I tell her "Buckle up"
Henny in my belly what a bombaclat
Pass the club come and fuck with us
Robbz, Brookz, AM and Skengdo
Broke men, we would never go broke that's no cap
Gal hon ger bad and boujee
Och jag la typ tvo lax på min flip-flop, bro, that's Gucci
Yessir, är på rush for the bag
Vi är på, big drip på vår kropp
Lämnar spår efter spår
Bad, boujee, hon är fast på mig
Hon har plast boobies inga hatouties, yessir
Bad girl be like dick in her belly like raw
Suckin' an' suckin', ja hon fick ont I sin jaw
Drip, drippity, drop, drop in that drop top
Ey, kolla din son, mamma jag är en star
Ta med dig paraply inte för regn
När vi två går förbi akta så du inte får stäng
Men drippy, drippy om det nått du inte har misstänkt
Och sluta gråt ifall du känner du kommer bli klen (Gang, gang, gang)
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
She's lookin' at my change tryna move the man
I'm gonna put her on cah she ain't used to that
Burberry jacket and a Gucci bag
Baby didn't know that I'm a hustler
Said she wants to ride, I tell her "Buckle up"
Henny in my belly what a bombaclat
Pass the club come and fuck with us
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
Baby didn't know that I'm a Gucci man
