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letra de forest - gucci mane

[intro]
(go grizz)

[chorus]
i hit the blunt one time, now i’m far as whitaker
i hit the cat one time, now i can’t get rid of her (go)
i turned my life into a book, i’m rich off literature (it’s gucci)
my b-tch got eight cars, i don’t know what got into her (well d-mn)
imported hair from bora bora and it’s really rare (over there)
i took five mill’ in crypto and bought me some solitaires (brr)
i spend five g’s a month and that’s just on manicures (woah)
and if it get too cold in georgia, fort lauderdale (brr)

[verse 1]
sixty thousand square feet, my house big as riverdale (wow)
my lil’ girl, she ain’t even two, but she a millionaire (icy)
i’m gucci mane la flare, i hit more hoes than ric flair (woo)
i play with the paper, baby, i don’t play fair (no)
i be icy as a polar bear, when i pull up, they notice it (bling)
shawty seen the wop in real life and got emotional (girl)
i be throwin’ racks in magic, call that sh-t promotional (go)
i’m not an athlete, but my dope, it got a vertical (jump)

[chorus]
i hit the blunt one time, now i’m far as whitaker
i hit the cat one time, now i can’t get rid of her (d-mn)
i turned my life into a book, i’m rich off literature (wop)
my b-tch got eight cars, i don’t know what got into her (mwah)
imported hair from bora bora and it’s really rare (over there)
i took five mill’ in crypto and bought me some solitaires (d-mn)
i spend five g’s a month and that’s just on manicures (huh)
and if it get too cold in georgia, fort lauderdale (hmm)
[verse 2]
all my money digital, like it’s invisible (poppin’)
i’m standin’ on princ-p-l, it’s just the princ-p-l
i move like i’m invincible ’cause i’m invincible (facts)
these n-ggas tryna portray an image, it’s un-convincible (huh)
i had some day ones do some sh-t to me that’s unforgivable (f-ck ’em)
and now they pockets flatlined, it’s lookin’ critical (p-ssy)
i see these folks and shake my head, they lookin’ pitiful (well, d-mn)
today, i woke up countin’ bread, my life a miracle (it’s gucci)

[chorus]
i hit the blunt one time, now i’m far as whitaker
i hit the cat one time, now i can’t get rid of her (go, go, go)
i turned my life into a book, i’m rich off literature (wop)
my b-tch got eight cars, i don’t know what got into her (mwah)
imported hair from bora bora and it’s really rare (over there)
i took five mill’ in crypto and bought me some solitaires (solitaires)
i spend five g’s a month and that’s just on manicures (manicures)
and if it get too cold in georgia, fort lauderdale

- gucci mane

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