Gucci gucci

[verse 1]
Fu got the weed, marl got the gun
They say numbers don't lie bitch, i'm not the one
Hammers in your face, this is not a dream
And you've getting every page of this magazine
Bumping ugk, we talking about a murder
We roll the dr. dre and then we light the julius erving
I got pussy on the way and pussy on the way out
Life is a beach and these hoes trying to lay out
Tunechi, tunechi, tote the toolie, fuck around and pop ya
My homies got that white girl, call it lady gaga
Glock 4-tini, nina colada, suck, swallow, semen saliva
I'm going at your collar, fuck you ho niggas
Weezy go hard, you bitches go figure
Diamonds in my teeth like i'm a fucking dope dealer
You're a dead man walking: michael jackson thriller
I'm in one big room, full of bad bitches..

It goes: tunechi, tunechi
Tote the tooly, fuck around and pop ya
My homies got that white girl, call it lady gaga

[verse 2]
Back where i started on my second, black
All chrome glock looking like a platinum plaque
Don't pack extra clips, we pack extra gats
And all my hoes dirty like welcome mats
'til the wheels fall off: i can fix a flat
If you're scared go to church and get a scripture tat
Guns the size of children now, don't be childish
Be with wild-ass niggas and i am the wildest
I'm a motherfucker, call me weezy baby
And on the end of the barrel i got a sweet potato
My life is a movie, i got a leading lady
My rooftop drop back like time, baby
I got the world in my hands, skateboard in my pants
And all my boys stay strapped like we dunn been to iran
I know what i can do, so bitch i do what i can
Drop the sorry 4 the wait, man, i'm just saying..

I'm in one big room, full of bad bitches..
Tunechi baby!