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letra de gucci socks - ysl rich pablo

[hook]
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got bad thot, give me top
ar, red dot
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got act in my cup
you a lame, you a dub

[verse 1]
i pour me a four, i pour me a four
my neck is on froze, my neck is on froze
not pulling over, i’m driving the rover
monkey nuts, going banana
ain’t whip nothing, this arm & hammer
i just poured inside a fanta
r.i.p santana
i just poured inside a fanta

[bridge]
high-top
high-top
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
high-top
high-top
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks

[verse 2]
got a rolls royce on the curb
outfit, it cost a bird
hundred mile challenger
push b-tton start it up
i just, i just [?] my cup
i just, i just swap her out
neck, wrist, cost a dub
neck, water, ain’t no tub
keep the change, i want bucks
walk on stage, light it up
it got lead, fill em’ up
she get wet, [?] her up
diamonds dancing, they watch me now
drinking more lean then fanta now
where the hoes, i’ma bring em’ out
bet your main hoe wanna see me now

[hook]
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got bad thot, give me top
ar, red dot
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got act in my cup
you a lame, you a dub

[verse 3]
peanut b-tter coupe
give me top like glue
i was with your boo
i just met her who are you
choppa spit like flute
i done made the news
big balenci’ shoe
hit em’ by the two

[hook]
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got bad thot, give me top
ar, red dot
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got act in my cup
you a lame, you a dub

[verse 4]
ride my wave, i had to put her down
they wanna know how i made it out
gucci shoes, i can’t even walk a mile
your main hoe wanna use her mouth
your baby daddy still smoke black & milds
popping all these perks, i keep blacking out
every time i check, i count a thou’
designer my laundry, check my towel
baby bottle on me like i gotta child
say a couple things, i don’t need no job
surfing the wave, i jump in the crowd
cop me some designer, drip or drown
when i’m on the stage, they all bow down
bad lil’ hoe got a mean mean mouth
they ain’t see but i took the money route
got my city wet, ain’t having a drought

[hook]
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got bad thot, give me top
ar, red dot
i got high-top gucci socks
high-top gucci socks
i got act in my cup
you a lame, you a dub

[verse 5]
start a wave, eat it up
i don’t even check my cup
made a mil’ from the jump
dress myself and i get a rush
she tryna’ cuff me, oh no no
grab a lot of racks, then i run some mo’
lot of bands then i beat the bando’ up
whole lotta racks, makes it hard to fold

- ysl rich pablo

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