
dead guccihighwaters
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[Verse 1]
They ask me how I'm doing I say "gucci"
Just looked at the two piece, and then we watched a movie
I used to wanna die until you killed me
Now I can't feel shit but I'm still breathing
[Pre-Chorus]
Still breathing wish I could fucking stop
Wish I could end my life, in the black drop top
And if it ain't about money, then just shut the fuck up
And if I have to cut ties, know that you fucked up
[Chorus]
Get a couple bands and think you ballin'
Gucci fucking dead, I can hear the reaper callin'
And I thought I had hope, until I woke up from my dream
Bitch I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees
Get a couple bands and think you ballin'
Gucci fucking dead, I can hear the reaper callin'
And I thought I had hope until, I woke up from my dream
Bitch I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees
[Verse 2]
But I'm still, snapping like it's Snapchat
Please don't fucking act back, Glock up in my knapsack
I ain't got friends, I got brothers by my side
Got the butterfly knife, flip it open then I slice
They ask me how I'm doing I say "gucci"
Just looked at the two piece, and then we watched a movie
I used to wanna die until you killed me
Now I can't feel shit but I'm still breathing
[Pre-Chorus]
Still breathing wish I could fucking stop
Wish I could end my life, in the black drop top
And if it ain't about money, then just shut the fuck up
And if I have to cut ties, know that you fucked up
[Chorus]
Get a couple bands and think you ballin'
Gucci fucking dead, I can hear the reaper callin'
And I thought I had hope, until I woke up from my dream
Bitch I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees
Get a couple bands and think you ballin'
Gucci fucking dead, I can hear the reaper callin'
And I thought I had hope until, I woke up from my dream
Bitch I gotta fucking get it, drowning in these money trees
[Verse 2]
But I'm still, snapping like it's Snapchat
Please don't fucking act back, Glock up in my knapsack
I ain't got friends, I got brothers by my side
Got the butterfly knife, flip it open then I slice
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