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Lana Rose - Gucci Gucci lyrics

Artist: Lana Rose

album: Gucci Gucci


Rollie on my arm
Gucci Gucci on my belt
Fendi on my face
Please stay out of my face
Yeah I'm fresh to death
I can live no other way
Spending all these racks
'Cause I got expensive taste
Rollie on my arm
Gucci Gucci on my belt
Fendi on my face
Please stay out of my face
Yeah I'm fresh to death
I can live no other way
Spending all these racks
'Cause I got expensive taste
I just copped versace
Big ballin' is my hobby
Just hopped outta da Lambo
Then jumped outta da Wraith, ooh
I ain't with the drama
Just counting up my commas
Don't say shit 'bout my mama
'Cause I might come yo way, ay
I don't like to play, ay
Running up a cheque, ay
'Cause I like to flex
Wrist froze on the jet
Ice cold diamond set, ay
Bust down in baguettes
Gucci imprint
On my Lambo that's a flex
Fancy with the swerve
So don't hit me on a text
You a broke boy
Can't get jiggy with no ex
All you haters talkin'
You mad 'cause you ain't ballin'
You act like you want problems
But get up off my uh
Rollie on my arm
Gucci Gucci on my belt
Fendi on my face
Please stay out of my face
Yeah I'm fresh to death
I can live no other way
Spending all these racks
'Cause I got expensive taste
Rollie on my arm
Gucci Gucci on my belt
Fendi on my face
Please stay out of my face
Yeah I'm fresh to death
I can live no other way
Spending all these racks
'Cause I got expensive taste
I know that you hate
Don't care what you think
I'ma watch you hate
While I'm laughing at the bank
Louis on my feet
Drippin' in designer (Gucci)
I can't feel the heat
'Cause I'm freezing in these diamonds
Iced out bezzel
You hoes ain't on my level
Yeah I hear you talking
But my foot stay on the peddle
'Cause I'm gassed up
You get passed up
I'm the shhh in Dubai
That's a fact, uh
So don't try me, uh
Might catch a body, uh
I don't really like to talk
In my Gucci flip flops
Yeah I'm bout it, uh
And I'm roudy yeah
I know haters gonna talk
But they don't want no problems
Yeah
Rollie on my arm
Gucci Gucci on my belt
Fendi on my face
Please stay out of my face
Yeah I'm fresh to death
I can live no other way
Spending all these racks
'Cause I got expensive taste
Rollie on my arm
Gucci Gucci on my belt
Fendi on my face
Please stay out of my face
Yeah I'm fresh to death
I can live no other way
Spending all these racks
'Cause I got expensive taste

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