Gucci Shoes Yung Mal & Lil Quill

[Intro: Yung Mal]
Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga
Gudda
I'm high as fuck

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
In the booth right now with my shoes off
Them some Gucci shoes, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Get a sack, turn your back on your mans, dawg
That what pussies do, coochie, coochie, coochie, coochie
Got the trap goin’ stupid stupid
Keep that strap, boy I'm super shooter
Get that pack goin', move it, move it
I get you whacked, boy, cool it, cool it
In the 6 right now with that glizzy on me
Gotta get these racks, watch my back, I lost plenty homies

[Verse 1: Yung Mal]
Way back, I was sleepin’ on the mat, I was eatin' bologna
Now I'm laid back, in the Maybach, while I'm turnin' corners
These niggas get the sack, turn they back, niggas turn phony
No, I couldn't tuck my tail like a cat, went, got a sack, I ain't let up on 'em
12 hit the block, we threw the set up on ’em
Um, if the dope don’t weigh enough we put some stretch up on it
I ain't have shit, I flex up on ’em
Do the dash fast, I catch up on 'em
He need a bag, gotta wait one moment
I'm in the 'yo doin’ a feature for a hundred, damn