Gucci On My (REMIX) lyrics

[Hook: 21 Savage]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)

[Verse 1: Yamine]
Yamine with the flow
Got many tempos and many shows
Got four rows after rows
Got show first and b*tches poles
I'm too fresh and clean
You n*ggas already know
Gucci everything, gucci everything
2017, 2017
All my clothes are designers from overseas
I got too many hoes that are relying on me
And I got everysingle b*tch in different flavors
Including Japanese
Gucci on my shirt
Gucci gucci everywhere
No need to steal her purse
Cuz I'm providing welfere
I know what I'm doing cuz that's how rich I am
[Hook: 21 Savage]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)

[Verse 2: YG]
I can't afford Gucci
That sh*t it cuty
Shhhh
I ain't getting no b*tches, but instead I'm moody
Yamine is the light skin, Yamine got the band
Yamine getting paid, Yamine's skin clear, Yamine is a Hayes
Yamine got the shows, Yamine on the glaze, Yamine with the hits
Prolly roll up in a ditch saying (yeah, yeah)
Mess it up, Mess it up, Mess it up
My clique, is new, ain't it up
The Yamine , FN f*ck 'em up
Under my designer, tucked
That snitch, that snitch,that snitch
I need me, need a boss b*tch
One that take di*k and talk sh*t
Long black hair, real nice and light skinnned
[Pre-hook: 21 Savage]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (they know)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (they know, they know, they know, they know)

[Verse 3: Quavo]
50 thousand dollar back in at the shows, n*gga (100)
I pull up with that light-skin,nice girl, n*gga (hey honey)
n*ggas takin' figure, sh*t, strike a pose, n*gga (what)
Million dollars gone, those n*ggas, can't wait to dismiss 'em (Oh!)
Spend 'bout a thousand in Gucci (Gucci)
Got the new Jordans, not bluey (RED)
My brother just got into prison (yeah bro)
He already getting Compensatory (hrrrrt)
The pot is too big, jacuzzi (woo)
Money like George Lucas (Star Wars)
Walk out the bank in some Gucci (bank)
50 thousand to the goonies (uh)

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
Broke my wrist off in the lot (breakin' that)
Tryna make a bigger spot (spot)
That muthaf*cking b*tch is hot
Duckin' and running from her pops (daddy)
Put a hunnid in the stock (hunnid)
Put a four up in the pot (Act)
So much Gucci on me
Hoppin' out with double G, they thinkin' I was Wop (Wop)
Flooded wrist, I got the big bag loaded (ice)
Now I can't even see the clock (nah)
Draco make his heart stop (rah)
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]
Yamine! Ayy
Gucci my collar, Gucci my b*tch
Spend a lil' money, that sh*t ain't no problem (spend it)
Not good, I'm Gucci
Gave that b*tch back to the hood, she groupin'
My diamonds is clean, but my cup is polluted (lean)
I f*cked the b*tch and then she act like she knew me (smash)
Open your lip, the stick start shootin'
Like pop pop-pop pop brrrrt
I remember you used to be good on me
Now that I'm Gucci, I'm f*ckin' these thots, thots
Connect with the plug like Wi-Fi
You know we on top, it is no tie
I'm f*ckin' your b*tch, n*gga, why lie? (Smash)
Make the brick disappear, voilà
Yes I'm a Migo, you know I'm a Migo
I'm sh*ttin' on n*ggas like ca-ca

[Hook: 21 Savage]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, n*gga (you know it)