Feeling Gucci

Lyrics

[Intro] GASPARE, WHAT THE HELL YOU DOIN? [Verse 1] Ay, remember lilac incense Burning out inside my Mercedes? So reminiscent of the times that I would call you my baby The autumn leaves, they fall from trees Just like our feelings, they changing But, I remember what you told me Life is just what we make it I said like Cherry blossom Shawty, breathe your life into the wintertime Memories of you and me You interlocked your hand in mine Memories of conversations, destinies that intertwine Icicles around my fuckin' heart I feel like Gucci Maine [Chorus] Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci, hoe Text me, like you miss me Hit you back like, "naw, I'm Gucci though" East Atlanta Santa, in the phantom, feeling Gucci though Used to wake up with you Now, I wake up in my Gucci robe [Verse 2] Like, Gucci this and Gucci that, um Gameboy games in Gucci bags, um Gucci jeans all on my ass, um Lil cream on her face, no Gucci tat, um Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci though Text me, like you miss me Hit you back like, "naw, I'm Gucci hoe" [Verse 3] You tryna call me bae, bitch I'm up in that Tesla, like why you testing my patience? I been livin' day to day, shit like this a vacation or maybe Now they singing my cadence, its validation But fuck that fake shit [Verse 4] I'm on that wake up, give me top shit I'm up on that boss shit Fuck her then I teleport, lil hoe I feel like Noctis Damn, my ex is all up on my shit, I feel like Roxas Had to cut that bitch off, that hoe coughing, she is toxic Gurren Lagann, Shawty, how she bout to give me face, bitch She turned off my PS4 you 'bout to run my fade, bitch (I'm 'bout to whoop that ass up) I don't take no shit, lil Boi, you sounding like you take dick I just took a flight, I'm out in Paris with my main chick [Chorus] Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci, hoe Text me, like you miss me Hit you back like, "naw, I'm Gucci though" East Atlanta Santa, in the phantom, feeling Gucci though Used to wake up with you Now, I wake up in my Gucci robe [Verse 5] Now, I'm just with my lil shawty though Yellow diamonds, Wario Whippin' Maserati, vintage Tommy drizzled on me though Got a bunch of thotties Rubbing scented lotion on me thogh Girlfriend feed me taki's While I'm fuckin' on your auntie though [Outro] Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, we not Gucci though East Atlanta Santa, in the phantom, feeling Gucci though Used to wake up with you Now, I wake up in my Gucci robe Text me, like, "I miss you" I'm like, "fuck you, hoe, I'm Gucci though" Not really Heh It's fine Please leave me alone