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Pucci
70
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pucci was released on March 27, 2024 by AZKLUB / BOOMSquad Records LLC as a part of the album Pucci - Single
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Release DateMarch 27, 2024
LabelAZKLUB / BOOMSquad Records LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Mason
Julian Mason
Songwriter

Lyrics

Glock 23, not Gen 5, Gen 4, ****, but it still get the job done
If I aint got the pole, I got something on me, give a **** buck 50 like I'm Jim Jones
I pour two fours ****, I'm dead, I keep hearing my name like I'm Mike Jones
It can be negative degrees outside, I'm somewhere still with my ice on
They say the hood been hot all day, shit, I got this motherfuckin' jumpin
Know my trap house, still gon' roll, plus my young **** gon' take some
You broke-ass **** laid up somewhere, I'm in the trap, counting up hunnids
I done put my hoes in Pucci, he ain't got enough for Benihanas
I just be talkin' that cash shit, broke and he hate, that pussy-ass **** in last place
Heard that pussy, he rat, he can't come around, had to change the route on that play
Doin' that roaching and leechin', the same, the reason lil' buddy got popped in his fade
This ain't no band, we in the partments with sticks and drums, just like a parade
Hold my wrist up, she seen that ice, yo, bitch, done broke her neck
Open up my teeth, show flawless, boy, your shit don't hit
You payin' to fuck the hoe with me, she fuck off rip
**** ain't talkin' bout gettin' no money I leave his ass on read
You can call my phone for plays, I ain't gotta call my mans
My auntie, she ain't trust the doctor, I bought up all her meds
My **** in the spot, he servin', he ain't got no legs
Dat trapping shit not dead, des **** pussy I know they scared
Glock 23, not Gen 5, Gen 4, ****, but it still get the job done
If I aint got the pole, I got something on me, give a **** buck 50 like I'm Jim Jones
I pour two fours ****, I'm dead, I keep hearing my name like I'm Mike Jones
It can be negative degrees outside, I'm somewhere still with my ice on
They say the hood been hot all day, shit, I got this motherfuckin' jumpin
Know my trap house, still gon' roll, plus my young **** gon' take some
You broke-ass **** laid up somewhere, I'm in the trap, counting up hunnids
I done put my hoes in Pucci, he ain't got enough for Benihanas
Written by: Julian Mason
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