Hot Winter Freestyle Gucci Mane (Ft. Lil Tjay)
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Hot Winter Freestyle" by Gucci Mane (Ft. Lil Tjay). Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
[Intro: Gucci Mane]
(Zaytoven)
('Wop)
(Yeah, Ziggy)
(Yeah, 'Wop, go)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
My bank account a zillion (Jump), that's what Gucci be on (Gucci)
Your ex-boyfriend a peon, I don't even see him (Huh?)
Bad bitch look like Kim (Haha), house look like a museum (Wow)
Rolex with the diamond jewelry (Brr), damn near cost a M (Ooh)
Bitches tellin' other bitches "Can't believe it's him" (Ha)
White stretched fur, like a motherfuckin' pimp (Zion)
Trap Gang, they stack, they super fat, but Gucci gettin' slammed (Drippy)
'Wop been in his bag lately, racks been into jail (Ah)
Shaq stacks old money, I just broke the rims (Let's go)
This cap rap, no trap, you got up a dam (Trap)
Them big fats gave mysеlf a budget and a deal ('Wop)
The sound of racks bought himsеlf some diamonds and the grill
Tell MTV to chill (Chill), they can't come to the crib (No)
'Cause I be cookin' deuces up and T be cookin' real (T)
Back and forth with water, whip you, I was takin' trills (M)
Charged the cartridge by so much, it damn near made me flip (Well, damn)
Brought so many niggas there, they damn near got me killed (Huh?)
Sometimes I think of all the shit I did and get the chills (Brr)
So drunk and my ho' soundin' four, like, Jesus, take the wheel (Wasted)
Bitches askin' if I might be, no, I'm on the pill
(Zaytoven)
('Wop)
(Yeah, Ziggy)
(Yeah, 'Wop, go)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
My bank account a zillion (Jump), that's what Gucci be on (Gucci)
Your ex-boyfriend a peon, I don't even see him (Huh?)
Bad bitch look like Kim (Haha), house look like a museum (Wow)
Rolex with the diamond jewelry (Brr), damn near cost a M (Ooh)
Bitches tellin' other bitches "Can't believe it's him" (Ha)
White stretched fur, like a motherfuckin' pimp (Zion)
Trap Gang, they stack, they super fat, but Gucci gettin' slammed (Drippy)
'Wop been in his bag lately, racks been into jail (Ah)
Shaq stacks old money, I just broke the rims (Let's go)
This cap rap, no trap, you got up a dam (Trap)
Them big fats gave mysеlf a budget and a deal ('Wop)
The sound of racks bought himsеlf some diamonds and the grill
Tell MTV to chill (Chill), they can't come to the crib (No)
'Cause I be cookin' deuces up and T be cookin' real (T)
Back and forth with water, whip you, I was takin' trills (M)
Charged the cartridge by so much, it damn near made me flip (Well, damn)
Brought so many niggas there, they damn near got me killed (Huh?)
Sometimes I think of all the shit I did and get the chills (Brr)
So drunk and my ho' soundin' four, like, Jesus, take the wheel (Wasted)
Bitches askin' if I might be, no, I'm on the pill
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!