Gucci Backpack
I'm in a fully-loaded Hellcat
That bitch go scratch-scratch
Bitch get back-back
I know she mad-mad
They say I'm bad-bad
Cause I tote gat-gat
It go splat-splat
At an opp if he try anything then he's a mad man
Bought a Gucci backpack
This one's for slat-slats
If you want shit from me then you know I gotta tax that
Ain't no more worries
I keep the thirty
The Stephen Curry, ohh
Put gang'nem on the map-map
With everything I do this rap-rap
This bitch want me she gon' throw that ass-ass
I can catch that
But the Hellcat, you won't catch that
I up the mac-mac, they start runnin' lap-laps
I blow backs-back
One day ima be a star and I won't look or go back-back
I'm a young OG and you can't match that
I know you mad-mad, just relax-lax
I told that bitch relax, just sit back
I'm smoking thrax, that Tooka pack
I keep the gat in Gucci backpack
In Gucci backpack, in Gucci backpack
She asked why I don't text her back
I just wanna hit that
Put it on a track
She want me for my cash
She wont last
I left her ass
I'm in a fully-loaded Hellcat
That bitch go scratch-scratch
Bitch get back-back
I know she mad-mad
They say I'm bad-bad
Cause I tote gat-gat
It go splat-splat
At an opp if he try anything then he's a mad man
Bought a Gucci backpack
This one's for slat-slats
If you want shit from me then you know I gotta tax that
Ain't no more worries
I keep the thirty
The Stephen Curry, ohh
That bitch go scratch-scratch
Bitch get back-back
I know she mad-mad
They say I'm bad-bad
Cause I tote gat-gat
It go splat-splat
At an opp if he try anything then he's a mad man
Bought a Gucci backpack
This one's for slat-slats
If you want shit from me then you know I gotta tax that
Ain't no more worries
I keep the thirty
The Stephen Curry, ohh
Put gang'nem on the map-map
With everything I do this rap-rap
This bitch want me she gon' throw that ass-ass
I can catch that
But the Hellcat, you won't catch that
I up the mac-mac, they start runnin' lap-laps
I blow backs-back
One day ima be a star and I won't look or go back-back
I'm a young OG and you can't match that
I know you mad-mad, just relax-lax
I told that bitch relax, just sit back
I'm smoking thrax, that Tooka pack
I keep the gat in Gucci backpack
In Gucci backpack, in Gucci backpack
She asked why I don't text her back
I just wanna hit that
Put it on a track
She want me for my cash
She wont last
I left her ass
I'm in a fully-loaded Hellcat
That bitch go scratch-scratch
Bitch get back-back
I know she mad-mad
They say I'm bad-bad
Cause I tote gat-gat
It go splat-splat
At an opp if he try anything then he's a mad man
Bought a Gucci backpack
This one's for slat-slats
If you want shit from me then you know I gotta tax that
Ain't no more worries
I keep the thirty
The Stephen Curry, ohh
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Writer(s): J Hundo
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