Gucci Scarf

Woo, Gucci scarf on my head (Rio)
Yeah

Gucci scarf on my head (My head)
Look like the Taliban, ooh (Taliban, Taliban)
I fucked a bitch and I know she had a plan, too (She had)
I had to stay focused just to count up, I had to grow (Ooh)
Tesla truck come with the flip doors, go up to the roof (Skrrt)
I need a 'Vette with the tint, girl, you know I do (Ooh)
You know how I shoot for the win, girl
I'm not ignoring you (Shoot for the win win win win)

Can you have patience for me? (For me)
Can you have patience for me?
Can you have some patience for me? (Me)
Can you have some patience for me?

I flex on the bitch and you flex on thе bitch
What's the differencе, baby?
I need to see her from the back, don't front on me (Don't do it)
Don't stunt on me (Don't do it)
For real, girl, it's Runtz on me (Goddamn)
She not a smoker, she a choker, I let her gawk on me (Let's go)
I had to run it up, so where the vibe in a lonely place (Woah)
These niggas swear on they mama
That I was gonna be a disgrace (Be a disgrace)
And I just trust me and I know I'd be this way (Be this way)
I just have faith in myself and it happened to open a way
Look at the way that we goin'
I kept my head above dirt even at my lowest
(Even at my lowest, even at my)
I just be talkin' my shit and she call me a poet
(She call me a poet, goddamn)
I don't even wanna talk my shit, lil' baby
Just, just do it (Just do it)

Yeah, Gucci scarf on my head, woah (Woah, oh, oh)
Look like the Taliban, ooh (Woah, oh, oh, oh)
I fucked a bitch and I know she had a plan, too (Too-o-o-o)
I had to stay focused just to count up, I had to grow (Grow-o-o-ow)
Tesla truck come with the flip doors, go up to the roof (Skrrt)
I need a 'Vette with the tint, girl, you know I do (Tint-i-i-int)
You know how I shoot for the win, girl, I'm not ignoring you

Can you have patience for me? (Can you?)
Can you have patience for me? (Can you?)
Can you have some patience for me? (Can you?)
Can you have some patience for me? (Can you? Can you?)

Can you have some patience for me?
I ain't hit you back 'cause I was gone off codeine
Slide down with the top down in a fuckin' GLE
I'll buss you down but you're not my type, you is not my type of speed
In the Trackhawk SRT, now that's my type of speed
Don't tell me you cuffed that ho, I had her on her knees
VV's, spent ten racks on my motherfuckin' neck
He try his hardest to get you close and I don't even break a sweat
I'm a real nigga, baby, got real diamonds
Turn the lights off and they still shinin', uh
Wrist on froze, damn near changed the climate
Lost my soul in codeine, I can't find it

Yeah, Gucci scarf on my head, woah (Woah, oh, oh)
Look like the Taliban, ooh (Woah, oh, oh, oh)
I fucked a bitch and I know she had a plan, too (Too-o-o-o)
I had to stay focused just to count up, I had to grow (Grow-o-o-ow)
Tesla truck come with the flip doors, go up to the roof (Skrrt)
I need a 'Vette with the tint, girl, you know I do (Tint-i-i-int)
You know how I shoot for the win, girl, I'm not ignoring you

Can you have patience for me? (Can you?)
Can you have patience for me? (Can you?)
Can you have some patience for me? (Can you?)
Can you have some patience for me? (Can you? Can you?)

Can you? Can you?



Credits
Writer(s): Niccolo Justin Short, Julius Terrell
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