Throw Up

Okay, okay, okay, okay

Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

Oh, yeah

Gucci freestyle flow

Let everybody know that we freestyle flow

Gucci, yeah

Westside, yeah

Banana chain on, banana ring on

I get my ring on, my champagne on

I'm handsome, she Cuban

Me and money and her can have a threesome

I'm on one, she on one

It feels so good, we both got money

74 O's on Ashanti

I'm city, I'm country

So stingy, so funky

I go ape, I'm red monkey

Serve junkies, straight bunkies

Purple dro, purple drank, purple rain, bitch

Purple Jacob, purple ring, purple rain, bitch

Shakespeare, bitch, I'm Hamlet

Going crazy, I'm so scandalous

Smoke another blunt, we got plenty to blow

I'm on my third, I'm rollin' my fourth

On codeine, cough syrup, no cough

Take my shirt off, watch your girl show off

I'm three-dimensional, my flow invisible

VVS diamonds are blinding visuals

Billion dollar swag, bitch, kiss my ass, ho

Eat my dust, trick, I'm on that good kush

I'm so bush, twenty-five rims I push

I smoke, I roll, I drive, no snort

I sell so much that it's in my thoughts

Probably in my Porsche 'cause I worked that fork

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, pop that cork

I do eat pork, I gives no fuck

I just re'd up, I'm so throwed up

Go mix the Sprite up, then pour me up

I'm so kushed up, I might throw up

Yeah, it's Gucci, the Cunner, I'm a block bunna

Who'll tell you niggas you a goddamn um