Gucci Sweatsuit Key Glock

[Intro]
Migo crazy in this bitch (God)
Yeah
Yeah (Let the band play)
Glizock
Hoppin' out the coupe (Skrrt)
Yeah, hoppin' out that coupe (Skrrt, yeah, ooh, yeah)

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit (Skrrt-skrrt)
And I got a pocket full of blues (Racks, woo, woo, racks)
Chillin' with your boo, your bitch, yeah, that bitch get loose
She get loose, loose, loose, loose, loose, loose, she get loose

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah, I just dropped a deuce (Mud)
'Bout to take my bitch and my gang to Honolulu (Let's go)
Glock the real deal, all you other niggas fu-fu (Glizock)
You bitch-made, need tutu, I ride around with two 2's, nigga
I'm up, yeah, yeah, yeah
I told you that I'm cutthroat to the core, yeah, yeah, yeah
They fucked up, gave them M's to your boy, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know what it is and what it was, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just bought an AK, it came with a sword (Uh)
Cartiers on my face, I look just like a dork (Yeah)
I've been gettin' a lot of cake, but I still want some more cake (Let's go)
Hopped up in my foreign, tore it, pedal to the floor, yeah (Skrrt)
I get racks, you know it, yeah, I get racks, you know it (Racks)
Nigga, yeah, and I put that on the lord (On God)
Yeah, the shit I'm smokin' so loud, can't ignore it (Yeah)
I'm burnin' trees, forest, yeah, I'm runnin' it up like Forrest (Run it)
Gump (Run it)
Yeah, but I'm Glizock...