Gucci Slides WokEmDown

[Intro]
Yeah, gang
Gucci slides, yeah
Aye, yeah
Man, fuck this effect
Everybody doin' it now
Get to the beat

[Chorus]
Fuck, pussy, you a opp, I got fronted for my double
Spin your homie block, he get popped just like a bouble
I stay in the streets, momma said, "Stay outta trouble"
And your hands up in the air, I made you drop just like a fumble
I got - I got Gucci Slides, but these pussies can't see me
I be sippin' Fiji, remember in the 3-3
I remember back in '17, when it was free me
I might run up on your fuckin' block, it is too easy

[Verse]
I got a fuckin' scope, got a reticle
Hit your homie with a bullet, centricle
Run up on a pussy block, it's ethical
Pussy, I got commas, not no decimals
I just took your hoe, she a freak bitch
Fuckin' on that hoe, it's a leakage
Talkin' all that shit, come and meet this
Homie, you could never fuckin' reach it
See me in a Foreign whip, with my Foreign bitch
Four-inch dick, is what you got, Ralph Lauren prints
On my tags, I'm affordin' it, you gon' throw a fit
Bend her over like contortionist, you can't afford this shit
Bitch, you do know, that I'm fuckin' reckless
Hundred fifty K, on a fuckin' necklace
Run up on my block, I leave you fuckin' headless
New extended clip, It's almost fuckin' endless