Gucci Clothes lyrics

[Intro]
Broad day with the SK

[Chorus: Asian Da Brat]
I just spent twenty thousand on some Gucci clothes
I hopped out the porch and I jumped straight up on the road
VV's on my Robins, check the score, I'm going pro
He just want me, I just want some more dough
I put VV diamonds in my chain
n*ggas wanna date me for some clout and for some fame
All them groupies in your face, them hoes don't even know your name
I can't tell who real from fake, this sh*t become a shame

[Verse 1: Asian Da Brat]
Hop up out that drop top, chopper shoot at coppers
Don't think you gon' try her, she watching from a side-eye
I don't bring that drama, but b*tch, I'm 'bout that drama
How you wanna do it? Pop out, jump out, leave you trauma
b*tch, I run my bands up, and I got my mans up
Fifteen for a show, these n*ggas be type, they want no cancer
I rock Givenchy in the snow, Chanel is all up on my sandals
'Rari two door swervin', I'ma put that sh*t on manual

[Chorus: Asian Da Brat]
I just spent twenty thousand on some Gucci clothes
I hopped out the porch and I jumped straight up on the road
VV's on my Robins, check the score, I'm going pro
He just want me, I just want some more dough
I put VV diamonds in my chain
n*ggas wanna date me for some clout and for some fame
All them groupies in your face, them hoes don't even know your name
I can't tell who real from fake, this sh*t become a shame
[Verse 2: PNB Meen]
Ayy, ayy
Lately I've been on a mission
Like I have to get up and get it
I used to be in the kitchen
And now on the road with the Smith 'n'
And now when I walk in the motherf*ckin' party, my diamonds, they really be hitting
Lil' b*tch, she grabbing all on me, she feeling all on me, she know she can get it
These n*ggas be capping
They f*ck with the cops like Training Day
I rock on an opp, let it rain today
We really had to move the yay
And my n*gga was locked in the hole, for real, just came home today
And we off the lean, some off the weed, I can't feel my face

[Chorus: Asian Da Brat]
I just spent twenty thousand on some Gucci clothes
I hopped out the porch and I jumped straight up on the road
VV's on my Robins, check the score, I'm going pro
He just want me, I just want some more dough
I put VV diamonds in my chain
n*ggas wanna date me for some clout and for some fame
All them groupies in your face, them hoes don't even know your name
I can't tell who real from fake, this sh*t become a shame