Текст Gucci Mane – Bails Of Kush
Текст:
Icy money, man, bar season on deck, man, stick boys on deck, man
Thirty two entertainment, I do this shit for the hood, blood in blood out, my clique, my nigga
What’s happenin’ nigga, East Atlanta we stand out, nigga Zone 6 affiliate, Bouldercrest originated
Get cremated, decapitated, you bitch
A hundred bales of kush, you can’t even smell me rookie
I got case to vape, I turn coke to cookie
Lookie, lookie, lookie, lookie, here comes Gucci
My bar so sound so I just overdo it
Duece is dab and painted orange on my McClaren
Green color carriage, got the favorite cutie starin’
I’m sprayin’ with nobody, I’m signed with nobody
I count my own money, I make my own money
I own my own publishing, check in for a feature
I stack for my mortgage, twelve hundred for my sneakers
Reefer keep her cockin desert eagles for my people
Reefer keep her cockin desert eagles for my people
I got ?
eagles and dubs, corners and people
Them birdies your uncle didn’t get
Pound cans of spinach
Flip jugs of X, liters’ll let rain
Avalanche of white, a million bales of green
I said g-g-g-g-I’ve me a brick
Fuck a bitch, all I need is a gun and a clip
I said g-g-g-g-I’ve me a brick
Fuck a bitch, all I need is the motherfuckin’ 6, nigga
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a brick
I’ma take them down, break them down with my clique
Go in, them re-rock, them bring back
OJ, what’s up, what’s up, what’s up, wait
Gucci, my grill, presses, cuttin’
Slick boy, you know they wouldn’t leave
It’s the S-O-I-C-Y-A-G, you see?
I-M-A-E-E, he so damn fly
Who is his stylist, the boy be wilin’
He playful on the mic, man the boy so childish
He make it cross over, move just like Ivan
