Gucci Hat lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn it, Homie, I'm comin' up)
You n*ggas can't f*ck with me, n*gga (Enrgy made this one)
They been couldn't f*ck with us since KrispyLife, since 2015 (Yeah, n*gga)
n*ggas still broke (YSR sh*t)
n*ggas hoes, they can't f*ck with us (Yung Sak Runner)
We been f*ckin' they b*tches, that's that Sak Runner sh*t, man

[Chorus]
n*ggas sellin' bullsh*t, bring Cookie back (Bring Cookie back)
Smoked a 'Wood out the pound, I just took it back (I just took it back)
I swear to God, if you play with gang, you gon' get whacked (Fap, fap, fap)
This a forty-band roll, I never sold crack (n*ggas never did)
Faded a n*gga for a band, he just threw a crap (Fade who?)
Speak on me, you ever seen a rap n*gga get his ass smacked? (I be smackin' n*ggas)
You ever madе a mixtape? Why you in the trap? (Why you in the trap?)
You еver f*cked a bag up, you ain't make it back? (Yeah, I did that)

[Verse]
They gon' send fifty at you, boy, you better not lack
He actin' tough with that blick, that sh*t just an act (That sh*t just an act)
I was mumblin' in the booth, I ain't wanna rap (I ain't wanna rap)
Thought that n*gga was smokin' 'za, but it's just a Black (It's a Black & Mild)
b*tch, I get rap money, but I still trap (I get rap money)
Two hundred thousand off of rap, b*tch, that's a fact (I get rap money)
These n*ggas rats around this b*tch, settin' booby traps (You a rat, n*gga)
This b*tch got a BBL, got her booty snatched (Got her booty snatched)
f*ck around and give that b*tch a band for her coochie cat (Give her a band for it)
Fresh as hell, slidin' on n*ggas in a Gucci hat (In a Gucci hat)
I'll put some money on your head like a Gucci hat (Like a Gucci hat)
'05, '06, bring Gucci back (Bring Gucci back)
My young n*ggas catchin' bodies for me, I think I'm Boosie Bad (Think I'm Boosie Bad)
f*ck around, post fifty thousand, make my opps mad (Broke-ass n*ggas)
They found out you was a rat, I know your pops mad (With your rat ass)
I probably spent ten bands buyin' sandwich-bag (No cap, n*gga)
You had a gun and still ran with your scary ass (Old scary ass)
Doin' a hundred down Dort, me and lil' Chad (Me and lil' Chad)
She an eight in the face, she a lil' bad (She a lil' Barbie)
You sellin' out a QP, that's a lil' bag (That's a lil'-ass bag)
You be cappin' in your raps with your lyin' ass (With your lyin' ass)
You let n*ggas f*ck for money with your fine ass (With your fine ass)
I get caught with the bag, I make bond fast (I make bond fast)
My son got a rich dad like Bronny ass (Like lil' Bronny ass, yeah, n*gga)
[Chorus]
n*ggas sellin' bullsh*t, bring Cookie back
Smoked a 'Wood out the pound, I just took it back
I swear to God, if you play with gang, you gon' get whacked
This a forty-band roll, I never sold crack
Faded a n*gga for a band, he just threw a crap
Speak on me, you ever seen a rap n*gga get his ass smacked?
You ever made a mixtape? Why you in the trap?
You ever f*cked a bag up, you ain't make it back?