[Hook: Khroam]
Got my day one Gucci on the track
And you know we never lack
All these rappers f*cking wack
Come around and my shooters go "bratatat"
[Verse 1: Khroam]
Like a Roman, she ride me with the Trojan
Got hyperthermia from the neck down, 'cuz b*tch I'm frozen
Off this sour or these karats, b*tch I'm steady dozin'
You know I'm with my boys and the Lancer steady smokin'
I stay steady floatin', y'all jokers just ghostin'
f*ck around and catch a ghost, stackin' money on the road
I'll f*ck your b*tch, ya bro choke, steady stainin' ya b*tch throat
I'm like Charlie Sheen, b*tch I'm off the coke
[Hook: Khroam]
Got my day one Gucci on the track
And you know we never lack
All these rappers f*cking wack
Come around and my shooters go "bratatat"
[Verse 2: Gucci FlipFlops]
Simple b*tches, Instagram flicking
Like her post, I bet she'll let you get the di*k in
Ain't even gotta mention who I am
She'll f*ck the crew goddamn
Say something but the crew and there'll be friction
Khroam and me, MJ and Scottie Pippen
I say Gucci and the b*tches listen
Say she want a picture, only if she'll let me hit her
She'll swallow kids, that hoe a baby sitter
Just seen her mister, asked where his girl
I said "Bruh you just missed her"
Tell him not to kiss her, cut the sh*t like some scissors
Like 2 dykes late at night, god almighty
I just might kill all these rappers
Cut they head off, put it in a box with some wrapper
Gucci out