Hi Ho
Oh
(Hi ho, I'm gucci steppin' in these shoes could walk for miles)
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
Yea, No more time for you if you in denial
Playing games with me, right now is not the time though
Taking trips where we want, real far
This life that I live is what you dream of
Now we speaking sexually
I thought I found someone that I could love until the death of me
And no one seen this coming, now you turned into my enemy
Hi ho, I seen you fucking with a friend of me
Bye ho, keep me away from that energy
'Cause my own, would never switch up over anything
And I know, that you turn anything to everything
Bye ho, bye ho
(Mmmm, Bye ho, Hi ho, Miles, Gucci...)
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
(Yea)
(Mmm)
(Bye ho)
(Hi ho)
(Hi ho, I'm gucci steppin' in these shoes could walk for miles)
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
Yea, No more time for you if you in denial
Playing games with me, right now is not the time though
Taking trips where we want, real far
This life that I live is what you dream of
Now we speaking sexually
I thought I found someone that I could love until the death of me
And no one seen this coming, now you turned into my enemy
Hi ho, I seen you fucking with a friend of me
Bye ho, keep me away from that energy
'Cause my own, would never switch up over anything
And I know, that you turn anything to everything
Bye ho, bye ho
(Mmmm, Bye ho, Hi ho, Miles, Gucci...)
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
Hi ho
I'm Gucci-steppin' in these shoes, could walk for miles
No more time for you if it's not cool to call you my own
Yea she like my drip, she copy it, she want my style
Bye ho
(Yea)
(Mmm)
(Bye ho)
(Hi ho)
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Writer(s): Adrian Cardenas
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