GUCCI MANE WRIST lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1lthy)
(The Loosie Man)
Choppa licka thotty bith
Ride in Gucci Benz on some shotty sh*t
Cash out, then I smash out, n*gga vroom-vroom
Ride in Gucci Benz on some shotty sh*t
n*gga, I cash out, then I smash out, n*gga vroom-vroom
Ride in Gucci Benz on some shotty sh*t (Skrrt)

[Chorus]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, n*gga, go
Riding in that Nascar, watch the rims glow
When I talk sh*t, gold teeth, where's the blow, b*tch
Wanna ride, wanna shyne, I said "oh no"
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, n*gga, go
Riding in that Nascar, watch the rims glow
When I talk sh*t, gold teeth, where's the blow, b*tch
Wanna ride, wanna shyne, I said "oh no"

[Post-Chorus]
Choppa licka thotty b*tch
Ride in Gucci Benz on some shotty sh*t
Young Donnie Darko with the Gucci flip
Shorty catch me coolin' like a Gucci wrist, ayy
[Verse 1]
Payphone, flip phone, fly high, rims roll
Gold slugs, collect slugs, dirt bike, vroom-vroom
f*ck 12, I shyne hard, shorty call me Lil Louis
Hop in that KK and fly like an angel
Cooling on the boulevard, Rari shining all my heart
Goth b*tch from Omaha, trapping outta Omaha
30s on the stolen car, ride it like I'm Rosa Parks
Car look like shooting stars, smoking on a shooting star

[Chorus]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, n*gga, go
Riding in that Nascar, watch the rims glow
When I talk sh*t, gold teeth, where's the blow, b*tch
Wanna ride, wanna shyne, I said "oh no"
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, n*gga, go
Riding in that Nascar, watch the rims glow
When I talk sh*t, gold teeth, where's the blow, b*tch
Wanna ride, wanna shyne, I said "oh no"

[Verse 2]
Highlight, rob my ho
Posted on the front porch but I'm on the bankroll
Another night, new clothes
Gold blunts, silver rooms
Flip phone, oh ho
But I'm on some new sh*t, dirt bikes, new whips
Princess dirty clique, dirty block, dirty sh*t
Country boy my dirty sh*t, forever on my lonely sh*t
Teardrops and 6 speeds, I'm posted where the sun be
Posted where my thug be, shynin' like a half key
[Chorus]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, n*gga, go
Riding in that Nascar, watch the rims glow
When I talk sh*t, gold teeth, where's the blow, b*tch
Wanna ride, wanna shyne, I said "oh no"
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, n*gga, go
Riding in that Nascar, watch the rims glow
When I talk sh*t, gold teeth, where's the blow, b*tch
Wanna ride, wanna shyne, I said "oh no"

[Post-Chorus]
Choppa licka thotty b*tch
Ride in Gucci Benz on some shotty sh*t
Young Donnie Darko with the Gucci flip
Shorty catch me coolin' like a Gucci wrist, ayy
Choppa licka thotty b*tch
Ride in Gucci Benz on some shotty sh*t
Young Donnie Darko with the Gucci flip
Shorty catch me coolin' like a Gucci wrist, ayy