I’m So Gucci Gucci Mane (Ft. Berner)

[Chorus ?]
Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
All the trappers they love me, love me, love me
Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
All the trappers love me, love me, love me

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Hundred pack of kush, that's a lotta work
Luie duffle bag, with a lotta shirts
Gucci Gucci fruity flavor, [?]
Got that caucasian powder, I call it snow
Shawty wait up, [?] payed up
I come through your hood, and find your spot and spray it up
[?] baby [?]
In the club, blow a pound in your face baby
Yeah, wow, burr
It's so cold here, all white [?]
Skrt, skrt, I scrape the sides [?]
They call me baker man, I cook the pies up
[?] lotta [?], buy out [?]
[?] prices cheeper [?]
[?] you want another pound
Brr, brr, that's how my money sound

[Chorus ?]
Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
All the trappers they lovе me, love me, lovе me
Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
All the trappers love me, love me, love me