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Mike Will Made It – Gucci On My Lyrics ft. 21 Savage , YG & Migos

Mike Will Made It – Gucci On My Lyrics ft. 21 Savage , YG & Migos

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Mike Will Made It – Gucci On My Lyrics ft. 21 Savage , YG & Migos

Mike Will Made It – Gucci On My Lyrics ft. 21 Savage , YG & Migos

Intro:
Ransom, Ransom, Ransom, Ransom
Mike WiLL Made-It

Chorus:
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a

Verse 1:
Savage cutthroat, I’ll wipe your nose, n***a
My n****s from the West, they 4-double-0, n***a “4Hunnid”
I’ma make it storm, Magic City on a b***h
21 a felon, but he still ride with that stick
Yeah he on TV, that n***a still be in the 6
F**k this rap s**t, that n***a still be hitting licks
VVS’ dripping, yeah, yeah, dripping, yeah, yeah
Serve a n***a with no scale, scale, with no scale, scale
Show you how to wrap a bale, bale, wrap a bale, bale
Riding ’round without my seatbelt, n***a, f**k 12

Chorus:
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a “it’s Gucci”
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a “it’s Gucci”
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a “it drip”
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a “my hoes”
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a “drip”
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a “I’m drip”
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a

Verse 2:
G’d up in that Gucci
Boo’d up with your hoochie
Shhhh
Victoria Secret, I f****d her in that coochie
YG’s doing okay, YG’s got a maid
YG getting paid, YG’s skin clear, YG got the raise
YG got the hoes, YG on the blade, YG with the s***s
Prolly hit your b***h in the Wraith “yeah, yeah”
F**k it up, f**k it up, f**k it up
Pay me, walkthrough, f**k it up
The FN, FN f**k ’em up
Under my designer, tucked
Boss b***h, boss b***h, boss b***h
I need me, need a boss b***h
One that take dick and talk s**t
No weave, I’d rather her bald head

Chorus:
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a “yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah”
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a “Quavo”
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a “Quavo, Quavo, Quavo, Quavo”

Verse 3:
50 thousand dollar back in at the shows, n***a “100”
Pull up in that bald head, Amber Rose, n***a “hey Amber”
Feds taking pictures, s**t, strike a pose, n***a “flash”
Million dollar lawyer, Jews, can’t wait to dismiss ’em “Jew!”
Spend ’bout a dub in Gucci “Gucci”
Got your b***h wet in her coochie “eughh”
My n***a just got out of prison “huh”
He already toting an Uzi “hrrrrt”
The pot is too big, jacuzzi “woo”
Money like Frank Lucas “Frank”
Walk out the bank in some Gucci “bank”
50 thousand to the goonies “uh”

Verse 4:
Broke my wrist off in the pot “breaking that”
Tryna make a bigger knot “knot”
Jalapeño, block is hot
Ducking, dodging from the cops “12”
Put a hunnid in the stock “hunnid”
Put a four up in the pop “Act”
So much Gucci on me
Hopping out with double G, they thinking I was Wop “Wop”
Flooded wrist, I got the Breitling loaded “ice”
Now I can’t even see the clock “nah”
Draco make his heart stop
Split him like a Pop Tart “split him”
Gucci golf suit, Tiger Woods
In the back, Gucci golf cart “skrrt”
Heard you had to give the bread back
‘Cause you couldn’t get the sack off

Verse 5:
Offset! Ayy!
Gucci my collar, Gucci my b***h
Spend a lil’ money, that s**t ain’t no problem “spend it”
Not good, I’m Gucci
Gave that b***h back to the hood, she grouping
My diamonds is clean, but my cup is polluted “lean”
I f****d the b***h and then she act like she knew me “smash”
Open your lip, the stick start shooting
Like pop pop-pop pop brrrrt
I remember you used to be good on me
Now that I’m Gucci, I’m f*****g these thotties
Connect with the plug like Wi-Fi
You know we on top, it is no tie
I’m f*****g your b***h, n***a, why lie? “Smash”
Make the brick disappear, wallah
Yes I’m a Migo, you know I’m a Migo
I’m shitting on n****s like caw-caw

Chorus:
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Rollie bust down, dripping on my clothes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a

Outro:
Mike WiLL Made It
Ransom
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n***a

Mike Will Made It – Gucci On My Lyrics ft. 21 Savage , YG & Migos

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