Slicin Foogiano & Gucci Mane

[Intro: Foogiano]
(Damn, MyBaad)
Need my motherfuckin'— hmm-mmm
Oh, there it go (Ho)
Yeah, nigga ('Wop, 'Wop)
So Icy
(Yo, Loomin, that's my bad)

[Chorus: Foogiano]
Bad bitch with some Louis V sandals (Bad, huh)
I Christian Louboutin my pedal, it red like the devil (Like the devil)
They call up in Georgia, but I'm in Miami (What? Damn)
Smokin' runtz and ridin' in a Gucci sweater (Yeah, in a sweater)
That bitch seen the bezel, she told me her nigga fuck her good (Ice, ice, ice)
But she think I can fuck her better (Fuck her better)
A G like the letter, he said hе was boss (A G)
But that nigga a runner, that nigga a helper (Huh, hе a helper)
She say that she love me, because I quadruple the profit (She love me)
And I bag good, just like Bobby (Yeah, just like Bobby)
Ain't nothin' like them other lil' niggas that be holdin' crutches
Fake trappin', pocket watchin' (Pocket watch)
I told Pooh he must be my brother because I'm so shiesty
My killers in Minnesota and they violent (Violent)
Tell her get your big cash, you're dockin', you know I'ma slice (Huh)
She gon' get the dick, 'cause I ain't biased (I ain't biased)