Gucci Cardigans

She said she like men with bread
Not nobody in a 'Vette
Told her I got guns and meds
She gonn pull up with her friend
We be rolling off a 'cet
Cruising in a brand new Benz
In the back I'm getting head
Shorty started looking red
Oh not again

Expensive taste she wants some different maybe Gucci Cardigans
Playing games she loves to listen when she gets them compliments
Treat her like she different but she just another condiment
Don't want no one she watch close on who she ends up falling with

If you debating don't call again
Baby you Satan the problem yeah
Up in my business you all up in
Stop with the misfit stop all of it
You can not fit in with all of 'em
Don't get offended hold on a bit
You not wit' me who you walking wit'
Can't fuck with me yeah none of this

We got AKs and big poles off the Henny I let it blow
Shorty dancing around the pole got me staring in slow-mo
556's with out a scope
Hollow points we let them go
Watch out you might get too close
Don't get hit between the nose

She said she like men with bread
Not nobody in a 'Vette
Told her I got guns and meds
She gonn' pull up with her friend
We be rolling off a 'cet
Cruising in a brand new Benz
In the back I'm getting head
Shorty started looking red
Oh not again

Hold on wait now
Shh shh
Got a couple enemies
Yeah they switch up cause they bang now and sell a Lil bit of weed
Think they hard we know they fake now acting out on insta feed
Act real different when in face oh how they switch up when we meet



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Writer(s): Rafael Garcia
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