[Chorus: Red Cafe]
Gucci everything, Gucci everything
Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything
Gucci everything, Gucci everything
Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Look, realest, realest, realest nigga living, fuck a nigga feelings
I woke up this morning, hit the block and made a killin'
Them ladies, y'all love it, my niggas be plugging
Graduated college mama but I chose thuggin' (what up)
We got all the money, if y'all was looking for it
My life is a movie, my Gucci imported
I just do this shit for a hobby
Wearin all this jewelry exciting the federalies
All this Cavalli, Versace, and Gucci everything
I know I'm shallow but fuck it (Gucci, Gucci everything) yeah
She ain't got no titties, but she got hella ass
I ain't got no credit, but I got hella cash
Cop it, cook it, whip it, package it and dump it
I'm the realest nigga living, 100

[Interlude: Red Cafe]
Better learn, better learn
Real nigga till I die though
Gucci everything bitch
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