lirik lagu gucci frames – wifigawd
[producer tag]
it’s party time!
[intro: wifigawd]
foot on the pedal, switching lanes
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames (d*mn, sh*t)
smoking that pack in the air the same (yeah)
f*cking up racks, my mood today (ahh)
called the play, move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (what)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (what)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (yeah)
[chorus: wifigawd]
foot on the pedal, switching lanes (d*mn)
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames
smoking that pack in the air the same (huh)
f*cking up racks, my mood today
called the play, we move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (ooh)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (d*mn)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (sh*t)
[verse 1: sp*cemob]
n*ggas be talking that nonsense
got hustle in my veins n*gga stop it
b*tches breaking they’ neck when i walk in
i run it up like it’s a wall right there
if you look in the shadows there’s a [?] right there
start chopping them blades like a lawn out here
shoot the police and i leave ’em right there
put a hole in the seat [?] sit right there
if a ho want me then she gotta pick me up
if he want 6*piece then you gotta pick it up
if you fumble that pack then you gotta pick it up
[?] roll up in the chop, pick it up
[?] roll up in the chop, pick it up
if a ho want me then she gotta pick me up
if he want 6*piece then you gotta pick it up
[chorus: wifigawd]
foot on the pedal, switching lanes
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames (d*mn, sh*t)
smoking that pack in the air the same (yeah)
f*cking up racks, my mood today (ahh)
called the play, move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (what)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (what)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (yeah)
foot on the pedal, switching lanes (d*mn)
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames
smoking that pack in the air the same (huh)
f*cking up racks, my mood today
called the play, we move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (ooh)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (d*mn)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (sh*t)
[verse 2: sp*cemob]
air max 98 when i’m stepping
hop off the gas but i ain’t got a weapon
you n*ggas do not want no pressure
sp*cemob shorty, i shoot in the weather
went off the block when i came with the beam
pressure make diamonds, i’m smoking on steam
[?] she smoking on me
calling my phone n*gga, what do you need
big flexing, [?] my section
[?] this protection
they hatin’, they wanna see me go down
they wanna see me arrested
you fakin’ n*gga you wasn’t around
you don’t know what i invested
these fakin’ n*ggas keep coming around, tryna see what i [?]
[chorus: wifigawd]
foot on the pedal, switching lanes
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames (d*mn, sh*t)
smoking that pack in the air the same (yeah)
f*cking up racks, my mood today (ahh)
called the play, move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (what)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (what)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (yeah)
foot on the pedal, switching lanes (d*mn)
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames
smoking that pack in the air the same (huh)
f*cking up racks, my mood today
called the play, we move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (ooh)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (d*mn)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (sh*t)
[verse 3: wifigawd]
shawty throw it back like a kool*aid jammer
calling my phone [?] (skrr skrr)
real street n*gga but i still got manners (what, what, what)
i got that [?] from atlanta (yeah)
yeah i got two phones, but i don’t answer
f*ck these n*ggas, these n*ggas some [?] (uptsouljah)
these n*ggas don’t even want no [?] (souljah)
wild ass b*tch tryna f*ck up my [?]
[?] the mood to get the cake, cake, cake, cake, cake (d*mn)
i’m smoking og and rocks everyday
bad lil’ b*tch, she give me face
i got this trap sh*t rockin’ (ooh)
i got this rap sh*t poppin’ (yeah)
these n*ggas really be talking (ayy)
these hundreds, that’s all that i’m copping (what, what)
[chorus: wifigawd]
foot on the pedal, switching lanes
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames (d*mn, sh*t)
smoking that pack in the air the same (yeah)
f*cking up racks, my mood today (ahh)
called the play, move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (what)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (what)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (yeah)
foot on the pedal, switching lanes (d*mn)
fo’ hundred for these gucci frames
smoking that pack in the air the same (huh)
f*cking up racks, my mood today
called the play, we move it, ayy
need a plate, we 3*5 straight (ooh)
i don’t care ’bout what’cha think (d*mn)
[?] i’m [?] ’round the way (sh*t)
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