Gooey lyrics

[Chorus]
I got Louis, I got Gucci (Gucci)
I got b*tches give me coochie (Coochie)
I wear Louis and Gucci, b*tch (Gucci)
Call that sh*t that Gooey (It's goo)
I wear Hermes, wear Burberry (Hermes and Burberry)
And my Trueys hold my toolie (My toolie)
My Louis hold my cash (Cash)
And my Gucci hold my jewelry (Jewelry, ayy)

[Verse]
When I'm traveling, my Gucci hold my clothes, ayy (Gucci hold my clothes)
When I'm traveling, my Louis hold my clothes
And my pants hold my rolls, ayy (Ayy)
I gotta take off my damn shoes 'cause I ain't got no jet yet, b*tch (Ayy)
Still making n*ggas upset, b*tch (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Come through, we shooting at your neck and sh*t, b*tch (Bang, bang, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Like I thought you was with the sh*t, b*tch, ayy
They steady asking why I don't go to the awards, ayy
'Cause I can't go to the awards with my damn pole or my bros
'Cause they gon' act a fool, ayy (Act a fool)
Taking chains, n*ggas act up then boom-boom, bang-bang (Bang, n*gga, ayy)
Money be the color of my veins, n*gga
Gold the color of my chains, n*gga
Yellow diamonds, white diamonds, ayy
Bling bling n*gga, bling bling n*gga