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letra de big gucci, reality - p. blackk

[intro]
i want to fly away, i want to fly away
yeah!
uh, a black -ss n-gga in a red ph-
black -ss n-gga in a red, aye-
what, black -ss n-gga in a red phantom
i might be ugly but my car handsome
i might be the realest man out and some
take your hands and raise it for the anthem

[chorus]
i’m riding round like i’m big gucci
dro by the pound like i’m big gucci
that sh-t don’t excite me i’m gucci
b-tch i think i might be gucci

[verse 1]
i got broads in atlanta, no (no)
i got women on every planet, oh (oh)
i’m with my boo, ghost riding in her family phantom (skrr)
any enemies we scan we blam em (bluh-bluh)
aye, water guns ’cause i don’t f-ck with guns
i need money i’m in a rut for funds
avoiding whoever don’t f-ck with fun
which rapper you like? i don’t f-ck with them
’cause i’m big gucci, f-ck the industry i’m big gucci
i’m with your mom she gave me big smoochies
i spit harder than john belushi, aye

[chorus]
i’m riding round like i’m big gucci
dro by the pound like i’m big gucci
that sh-t don’t excite me i’m gucci
b-tch i think i might be gucci

[verse 2]
i take a sh-t and then i do my duty (fart)
get it? i hit the jig and then we hit the movies
we i don’t eat i get a little moody
the only black around these rats i guess i’m susie, ay
i guess it fits i used to rock the tommy
romantically involved with your momma probably
giraffe p-ssy get as high as i be
i spit waka flocka flames when i’m rhyming
’cause i think i’m big gucci
make sp-ce from me bro you seem a little douchey
i turn your house to a haunted house it gets spooky
i know gucci probably watching this like who is he? (who are you?)
my rims dancing out the garage
get a little m-ssage
have a jiggy n-ggy ménage

[chorus]
then i ride around like i’m big gucci
dro by the pound like i’m big gucci
aye, turned my life around like i’m big gucci
aye, now i work out like i’m big gucci
big gucci, word
shout out to big gucci
this ain’t no trendy sh-t, gucci
real talk man i’m proud of you gucci
you a great example for the kids, i mean that
like, you could always turn your life around bro
real talk, aiight

[outro]
here you go boy
that’s a toothbrush, i wanted a shiny grill
man, you gotta respect your t–th while your young
you only got one pair
i need you to remember to always keep them healthy and try to always brush them at least twice a day

[guitar solo: pinky liberachi]
your high but you must come down

[bridge]
nightmares at the door can’t seem to face it (so i face it)
uncompleted dreams bring complications
thought it would’ve came with haste now i can’t show my face here
i ain’t never going back home until i make it
look inside of my soul and them (soul and them)
wicked thoughts no controlling them (‘trolling them)
do you fight the demons, do you roll with them
lord (roll with me) lord (fight ’em) lord
(my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god)
i said look inside of my soul and them (soul and them)
wicked thoughts no controlling them (‘trolling them)
do you fight the demons, do you roll with them
lord (roll with me) lord (fight ’em) lord
(my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god, my god)

[2nd guitar solo: pinky liberachi]

pj, i know your not out there doing drugs
no

- p blackk

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