Gucci Gucci

[Hook:]

A Key of coke

A pound of shroomies

Got that Molly and that Lucy

Bitch I'm feeling loony

[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]

Woke up in the morning, 'bout to get my pimping on

Log on back page, time to get my bitches off

My cause up in the kitchen 'bout to get that whipping on

We pour rose but Cîroc is what we drinking though

Danked the fuck out, nothing but that sticky though

You niggas got a problem, catch my nine or my.22

Red hair, nice tits, call that bitch a jungle pussy

Louis this, Gucci shit, save that for them sucker rookies

And my weed's straight from the west

Bag it by the zip, that's 400 nothing less

Bag it by the P that's 4000 fucking stacks

That's racks on top of racks tax free on top of that

5-0 can suck my sack from the front or from the back

Hustle mad, word to Tracy Morgan

Got niggas in your hood pitching for me, fuck informants

My money make money, You niggas kinda boring

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Erick Arc Elliot]

You's a bad broad but you can't meet the family

Kick you out the crib the cab number's on your panty

Before I say another word, tell me where you get the nerve

I got to move these units like a verb

I can tell you turned out super duper burned out

Get your brains blown off Patron what you worried bout

Fiening like a custy, ride it like a huffy

Got these hoes up on my... from the bottom of my Stussy

And I never changed much, you just try to rush me

Now I'm all grown up and regardless baby trust me

I got warrants, arresting my performance

Got you bare assed out, hold up, mama porridge

What you think you smoking on, sort of feel like hope is gone

If you think you's big now watch it with the focus on

J-Crew Pocket-Tees, fellas made a mockery

And the jive shorty when I go there ain't no stopping me

Zombie

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Meechy Darko]

It's Meechy Ho, higher than some high beams

Eyes blood shot red, I don't need no visine

Walking dead nigga, take a look at my team

Cash rules nigga, take a look at my cream

Sour maybe diesel green like spinach

Me her and her, we call that a ménage

So high sight seeing

Fuck her once don't strike twice like lightning

Know ya'll think like "Damn, Meech is quite mean"

But that's your bitch, nigga, she ain't my queen

She get wet transform like a gremlin

Pussy money weed money weed that's my medicine

Nigga I'm a rookie but I'm better than them veterans

My bitches go both ways swing like a pendulum

Reefer lifestyle every day's a honeymoon

I call her the blood sucker cause she fuck my cousin too

Pills in every color hue, 'bout to roll another doob

I'm in that fuck it mood, I didn't write the last two