Gucci Frames

Lyrics

[Intro] It's party time [Pre-Chorus: WifiGawd] Foot on the pedal, switching lanes Four hundred for these Gucci frames (Damn, shit) Smoking that pack in the air the same (Yeah) Fucking up racks, my mood today (Ahh) Called the play, move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (What?) I don't care 'bout what ya think (What?) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Yeah) [Chorus: WifiGawd] Foot on the pedal, switching lanes (Damn) Four hundred for these Gucci frames Smoking that pack in the air the same (Huh) Fucking up racks, my mood today Called the play, we move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (Ooh) I don't care 'bout what ya think (Damn) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Shit) [Verse 1: Spacemob] Niggas be talking that nonsense Got hustle in my veins, nigga, stop it Bitches breaking they neck when I walk in I run it up like it's a wall right there If you look in the shadows there's a [?] right there Start chopping them blades like a lawn out here Shoot the police and I leave 'em right there Put a hole in the seat, [?] sit right there If a ho want me then she gotta pick me up If he want 6-piece then you gotta pick it up If you fumble that pack then you gotta pick it up [?] roll up in the chop, pick it up [?] roll up in the chop, pick it up If a ho want me then she gotta pick me up If he want 6-piece then you gotta pick it up [Chorus: WifiGawd] Foot on the pedal, switching lanes Four hundred for these Gucci frames (Damn, shit) Smoking that pack in the air the same (Yeah) Fucking up racks, my mood today (Ahh) Called the play, move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (What?) I don't care 'bout what ya think (What?) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Yeah) Foot on the pedal, switching lanes (Damn) Four hundred for these Gucci frames Smoking that pack in the air the same (Huh) Fucking up racks, my mood today Called the play, we move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (Ooh) I don't care 'bout what ya think (Damn) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Shit) [Verse 2: Spacemob] Air Max 98 when I'm stepping Hop off the gas but I ain't got a weapon You niggas do not want no pressure Spacemob shorty, I shoot in the weather Went off the block when I came with the beam Pressure make diamonds, I'm smoking on steam [?] she smoking on me Calling my phone, nigga, what do you need? Big flexing, couldn't survive in my section Bettin' I'm wearing this protection They hatin', they wanna see me go down, they wanna see me arrested You fakin', nigga, you wasn't around, you don't know what I invested These fakin' niggas keep coming around, tryna see what I [?] [Chorus: WifiGawd] Foot on the pedal, switching lanes Four hundred for these Gucci frames (Damn, shit) Smoking that pack in the air the same (Yeah) Fucking up racks, my mood today (Ahh) Called the play, move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (What?) I don't care 'bout what ya think (What?) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Yeah) Foot on the pedal, switching lanes (Damn) Four hundred for these Gucci frames Smoking that pack in the air the same (Huh) Fucking up racks, my mood today Called the play, we move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (Ooh) I don't care 'bout what ya think (Damn) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Shit) [Verse 3: WifiGawd] Shawty throw it back like a Kool-Aid Jammer Calling my phone [?] (Skrr skrr) Real street nigga but I still got manners (What, what, what) I got that straight drop from Atlanta (Yeah) Yeah, I got two phones, but I don't answer Fuck these niggas, these niggas some bammers (UPTSouljah) These niggas don't even want no [?] (Souljah) Wild ass bitch tryna fuck up my plans up Tell 'em to move to get the cake, cake, cake, cake, cake (Damn) I'm smoking OG and rocks everyday Bad lil' bitch, she give me face I got this trap shit rockin' (Ooh) I got this rap shit poppin' (Yeah) These niggas really be talking (Ayy) These hundreds, that's all that I'm copping (What? What?) [Chorus: WifiGawd] Foot on the pedal, switching lanes Four hundred for these Gucci frames (Damn, shit) Smoking that pack in the air the same (Yeah) Fucking up racks, my mood today (Ahh) Called the play, move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (What?) I don't care 'bout what ya think (What?) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Yeah) Foot on the pedal, switching lanes (Damn) Four hundred for these Gucci frames Smoking that pack in the air the same (Huh) Fucking up racks, my mood today Called the play, we move it, ayy Need a plate, we 3-5 straight (Ooh) I don't care 'bout what ya think (Damn) But I'm taxing 'round the way (Shit)