Losin

She choosin but nigga you losin

When I'm cruisin my top I'm losin

In Vegas gamblin' all night but I'm losin

Just bought a ten pack

I hope it ain't losin

I bet 50 with the hoes but they losin'

And she a bad bitch so she don't like losin'

I hope these niggas don't try me, I'll lose it

I told her strap everyday and I'll use it

Bad as hell, got me mad as hell

From her toes to her nails

& Got a tail like a whale

Only time a tell

I'm sending packs in the mail

Imma fool with a scale

And I'm more plugged than the mail

And when my pack hit ATL

It's like my number just fell

I'm catchin juggs just right before pre-trial

I don't give no fuck bout no 12

And if all else fails

I'll be trappin at the tel'

I gotta house in the hills

And a penthouse? 12

I move??? like I was Derek Farell

My mama moved me East Atlanta

Like the Prince of Bel Air

Man all the dueces I sold

Man I should get the chair

Ain't no excuse my nigga

Ask you why you broke as hell

It's Gucci!

A lot of niggas wanna be like Gucci

Fuck around a murder charge like Boosie

I know the feds wanna kill me like Tookie

Yo brother suck a glass dick like Pookie

I was makin music still servin dueces

Walkin just draw salute me or shoot me

I serve bags, serve pipe, serve looseys

I sip lean like a nigga come from Houston

How you feel knowin yo favorite rapper pussy

In his video dancin like Missy

Gold Audemar 90 thousand plain jane

I threw the rocks in it

Cost me 160

Wat happenin

I'll never date a loser

I went to the casino and lost like a muthafucka

Damn I couldn't even find the shit I was lost

Police tried to pull me over but I lost them

I lost one of my hoes out there

One of my best bitches

Think I lost track what I was finna say

This bitch must of lost her fuckin mind

Smokin on kush I done lost my keys

I winnin

You losin

It's Gucci

It's Gucci!