gucci bans

gucci x3 you say you dont like sound hopefully youd come around played her strings like a guitar trying to steal my car you dont know who we are all these gucci bans now shes in a trans catch a private flight shined so bright made her sight aint got no type always finish in a hype tried to call me up on skype it might all night feel like in comma i dont need this drama go home and tell yo mamma gucci flip flops matching with my dreadlocks in a drop top acting like a hot shot cant afford a porch shining like a torch wear these bans put her in a trans started last but ill finish first put that sht in reverse now she wants a gucci purse i sware this is a mission you say you real but dont know the definition wear the cleat driving in the streets started my own rebel fleet we all gucci bans put them in a trans so they can do their dance i need a nap make this rap turnes into the king of trap