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Lil Pump - Gucci Gang 2 lyrics

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Gucci Gang 2 by Lil Pump


[Intro: Gucci Mane & Lil Pump]
Gucci Gang
Jetski
Thank you, Fizzle (Wow)
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang
[Chorus: Lil Pump & Gucci Mane]
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Look like an ice cream cone (Wrist, yeah, brr)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I got on take a nigga b**ch colonge (Chanel, gang)
Gucci (Sheesh), Gucci, Gucci
Hit from the back, wow, she sing my song (Gucci Gang, huh?)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I f**k on that b**ch then I told her to get on (Ooh, damn)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I f**ked her with no rubber but I had socks on (Socks on)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I got no diploma, I got half a mil on (Yeah, wow)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Ooh)
She suck my dick so hard she rip the skin off (Skin off)
She said I changed (Changed), my racks got bigger and my dick got bigger
[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
My b**ch got ass, my wrist got ligma (Ass)
I’ma ho f**k a bad b**ch on Twitter (On Twitter)
Who you with? Paris Hilton? Bring your sister (Patricia)
She don’t got a car, I’ma pick that b**ch up
I smoked this blunt, and forgot about her (Smoke)
Slam that pussy, rock bottom (Rock bottom)
Nutted in her eye, gave her Gucci goggles (Woo)
I was in the stripper bowl, and I blew a million dollars
Pop molly, pop [?], pop it
I think I f**ked on your daughter, ooh
Blow the whistle, I ain’t gotta call her
Stomp on his ass like I play for the Dodgers (Yeah)
James Harden, my roster (Yeah)
I f**ked her (Ooh), I lost her (I lost her)
I can’t find her (Where she at?), she a foster
This ecstasy turned me to a moster (A mess)
[Chorus: Lil Pump & Gucci Mane]
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Look like an ice cream cone (Wrist, yeah, brr, brr)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I got on take a nigga b**ch colonge (Chanel, gang)
Gucci (Sheesh), Gucci, Gucci
Hit from the back, wow, she sing my song (Gucci Gang, huh?)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I f**k on that b**ch then I told her to get on (Ooh, damn)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I f**ked her with no rubber but I had socks on (Socks on)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I got no diploma, I got half a mil on (Yeah, wow)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Ooh)
She suck my dick so hard she rip the skin off (Skin off)
She said I changed (Changed), my racks got bigger and my dick got bigger
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I may be a dropout, but still Iim not a failure (Nah)
I grew up ’round drugs, guns, that paraphernalia (Yeah)
Gucci Mane, I show ya way better than I can tell ya
I sold pints like lemonade, but my new drop is yellow
It’s Gucci but right now I got a Louis V sombrero (LV)
You all cap like a mother f**kin’ scarecrow
[Chorus: Lil Pump & Gucci Mane]
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Look like an ice cream cone (Wrist, yeah, brr)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I got on take a nigga b**ch colonge (Chanel, gang)
Gucci (Sheesh), Gucci, Gucci
Hit from the back, wow, she sing my song (Gucci Gang, huh?)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I f**k on that b**ch then I told her to get on (Ooh, damn)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I f**ked her with no rubber but I had socks on (Socks on)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
I got no diploma, I got half a mil on (Yeah, wow)
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Ooh)
She suck my dick so hard she rip the skin off (Skin off)
She said I changed (Changed), my racks got bigger and my dick got bigger



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