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letra de gucci vuitton - rjldiablo

[intro: rjldiablo]
pull up on a b-tch in gucci, vuitton
momma lookin’ at me, like, “where i go wrong?”
pull up wit’ some ice, drink be strong
sippin’ on the daniels, got your b-tch in a thong
same old sh-t, i’ve been here all along
pick up a b-tch, you gon’ call me king kong
gucci, vuitton, got louis vuitton
(this sound like 3l)

[refrain: rjldiablo & ksi]
flag on ay, you gotta go pay
i pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
flag on my ay, got a flag, not the g-y, ayy
yeah
flag on ay, you gotta go pay
i pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
flag on my ay, got a flag, not the g-y, ayy
yeah
(rjl, go crazy, show these motherf-ckers)
(cool, bro, you got bars)
(this sound like 3l)
[verse 1: rjldiablo]
get hit, get stripped, get knocked to the flo’
opps be looking at me, like, “what the f-ck does he know?”
i made this sh-t all on my own, woah
my b-tches askin’ for loans, woah
i gotta grab my own, woah
i gotta grab my own, woah
i gotta grab my own, woah
i gotta grab my own, woah
i gotta grab my own, woah
i gotta grab my own, woah
b-tch, give me your phone, woah
she wants me to change my tone, ho
don’t come in my zone, ho
my man’s forehead looks like a dome, bro
pull up with a mac, you don’t know what i pack, you lack
slatt, slatt, slatt

[interlude: rjldiablo]
hold up, roll up, b-tch, you better bring the smoke up, woah
ayy, ayy
hold up, roll up, b-tch, you better bring the smoke up, woah
ayy, ayy
hold up, roll up, b-tch, you better bring the smoke up, woah

[chorus: rjldiablo]
pull up on a b-tch in gucci, vuitton
momma lookin’ at me, like, “where i go wrong?”
pull up wit’ some ice, drink be strong
sippin’ on the daniels, got your b-tch in a thong
same old sh-t, i’ve been here all along
pick up a b-tch, you gon’ call me king kong
gucci, vuitton, got louis vuitton
[verse 2: rjldiablo]
roll ’round the pit, i think my life sh-t
rap overs beats but i won’t make a hit
nothing i make makes it to the front
this britain, we don’t have no guns
but we got shanks, opposition on the run
f-ck the feds, give a f-ck ’bout their guns
i got a milli’, give the crowd whole funds
(rj, what the f-ck are you doing, fam? this music ting ain’t no joke, you get me? stop f-cking around and make an album, make a hit album! f-ck your mixtapes and all, we need money, that’s what i was hired for, money! so if you don’t get any money by this week, then i’m leaving! you can fire me if you want, but i won’t care… you little sh-t, make me a fare! so i can run away and i won’t have to worry ’bout my affairs!)
woah, i just hopped out of the lair
batcave, batcave, got b-tches bare
f-cking on ’em, i’m yogi bear

[interlude: rjldiablo]
hold up, roll up, b-tch, you better bring the smoke—yo
hold up, roll up, b-tch, you better bring the smoke—yo

[refrain: rjldiablo]
flag on ay, you gotta go pay
i pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
flag on my ay, got a flag, not the g-y, ayy
yeah
flag on ay, you gotta go pay
i pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
flag on my ay, got a flag, not the g-y, ayy
yeah

- rjldiablo

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