Listen to Gucci On My (feat. 21 Savage, YG & Migos) by Mike WiLL Made-It

Gucci On My (feat. 21 Savage, YG & Migos)

Mike WiLL Made-It

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Performer
21 Savage
21 Savage
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
YG
YG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
Braylin Bowman
Braylin Bowman
Songwriter
Keenon Dequan Rae Jackson
Keenon Dequan Rae Jackson
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Stephen Hybicki
Stephen Hybicki
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer

Lyrics

Ransom, Ransom, Ransom, Ransom Mike WiLL Made-It Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Savage cutthroat, I'll wipe your nose, nigga My niggas from the West, they 4-double-0, nigga (4Hunnid) I'ma make it storm, Magic City on a bitch 21 a felon, but he still ride with that stick Yeah he on TV, that nigga still be in the 6 Fuck this rap shit, that nigga still be hittin' licks VVS' drippin', yeah, yeah, drippin', yeah, yeah Serve a nigga with no scale, scale, with no scale, scale Show you how to wrap a bale, bale, wrap a bale, bale Ridin' 'round without my seatbelt, nigga, fuck 12 Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (it's Gucci) Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga (it's Gucci) Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (it drip) Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga (my hoes) Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (drip) Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga (I'm drip) Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga G'd up in that Gucci Boo'd up with your hoochie Shhhh Victoria Secret, I fucked her in that coochie YG's doin' okay, YG's got a maid YG gettin' paid, YG's skin clear, YG got the raise YG got the hoes, YG on the blade, YG with the shits Prolly hit your bitch in the Wraith (yeah, yeah) Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up Pay me, walkthrough, fuck it up The FN, FN fuck 'em up Under my designer, tucked Boss bitch, boss bitch, boss bitch I need me, need a boss bitch One that take dick and talk shit No weave, I'd rather her bald head Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (Quavo) Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga (Quavo, Quavo, Quavo, Quavo) 50 thousand dollar back in at the shows, nigga (100) Pull up in that bald head, Amber Rose, nigga (hey Amber) Feds takin' pictures, shit, strike a pose, nigga (flash) Million dollar lawyer, Jews, can't wait to dismiss 'em (Jew!) Spend 'bout a dub in Gucci (Gucci) Got your bitch wet in her coochie (eughh) My nigga just got out of prison (huh) He already totin' an Uzi (hrrrrt) The pot is too big, jacuzzi (woo) Money like Frank Lucas (Frank) Walk out the bank in some Gucci (bank) 50 thousand to the goonies (uh) Broke my wrist off in the pot (breakin' that) Tryna make a bigger knot (knot) Jalapeño, block is hot Duckin', dodgin' from the cops (12) Put a hunnid in the stock (hunnid) Put a four up in the pop (Act) So much Gucci on me Hoppin' out with double G, they thinkin' I was Wop (Wop) Flooded wrist, I got the Breitling loaded (ice) Now I can't even see the clock (nah) Draco make his heart stop Split him like a Pop Tart (split him) Gucci golf suit, Tiger Woods In the back, Gucci golf cart (skrrt) Heard you had to give the bread back 'Cause you couldn't get the sack off Offset! Ayy Gucci my collar, Gucci my bitch Spend a lil' money, that shit ain't no problem (spend it) Not good, I'm Gucci Gave that bitch back to the hood, she groupin' My diamonds is clean, but my cup is polluted (lean) I fucked the bitch and then she act like she knew me (smash) Open your lip, the stick start shootin' Like pop pop-pop pop brrrrt I remember you used to be good on me Now that I'm Gucci, I'm fuckin' these thotties Connect with the plug like Wi-Fi You know we on top, it is no tie I'm fuckin' your bitch, nigga, why lie? (Smash) Make the brick disappear, voilà Yes I'm a Migo, you know I'm a Migo I'm shittin' on niggas like ca-ca Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Rollie bust down, drippin' on my clothes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga Mike WiLL Made It Ransom Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Writer(s): K. Ball, K. Cephus, K. Jackson, M. Williams, Q. Marshall, Shayaa Bin Abraham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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