Baby, I know you better Yeah, you know no better Say you different, who you kidding? Baby, I know, I know no better Dime qué vamo' a hacer Que hoy yo te quiero ver Gucci, también Chanel Lo que tú me pidas, bebé

They think I'm a magician (voilà, voilà) They think I know magic (voilà, voilà) They think I go abracadabra, leave and come back, 'cause I'm different (Oh mama, voilà, voilà) I might pull up in a Bentley (voilà, voilà) Pull up in them Benz's (voilà,

Heard she can do some tricks with her mouth nigga Heard she be lyin' on them boys that floss nigga I heard she can do some tricks with her mouth nigga I heard (ugh) I heard (what) I heard (what) I heard (Rich Homie) I heard (Gucci) I heard (what you

Hope it's no hard feelings (No hard feelings, hard feelings, hard feelings) I broke so many hearts Hope it's no hard feelings Southside on the track, yeah Evil Genius Gucci season Brrr! Brrr! Haha Guwop, wizop

Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings I'm up thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings Ha, it's Wizop Re-rock a

Pop a Perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it) Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank) I heard your bitch she got that water (Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash) Slippery, 'scuse me, please me (please) Arm up, or believe me, believe

I just wanna party We blowin' smoke in the air, drinkin' ice cold beer Got ya girl in my ear sayin' Go white girl, its ya birthday Yelawolf mane and Gucci Yeah (burr) Holleratche mane So I got this twelve pack (burr) Got ya girl in my ear sayin', I just

Tone that shit down Wop, wop, wop, wop Tell me who can ball like this Y'ain't neva ball like this Tone that shit down (oh why) Weak nigga, ball like this Wop, wop, wop, wop (yeah) Might steal your bitch VVS the wrist (VVS the wrist)

I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where's the love? The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust I suggest you niggas don't fuck with us If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you I suggest that you

I'm a white black candy, yeah And I'm with you, I'ma go in your body Put on you some Louis swag Everything that you are I'ma Gucci Gucci gang Tu vas bomber à Gucci gang Plein de mala à Gucci gang Tu vas couler à Gucci gang Gucci Gucci gang, gang