Gucci Mane — Im So Gucci

[Chorus ?] Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci All the trappers they love me, love me, love me Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci All the trappers love me, love me, love me [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Hundred pack of kush, that's a lotta work Luie duffle bag, with a lotta shirts Gucci Gucci fruity flavor, [?] Got that caucasian powder, I call it snow Shawty wait up, [?] payed up I come through your hood, and find your spot and spray it up [?] baby [?] In the club, blow a pound in your face baby Yeah, wow, burr It's so cold here, all white [?] Skrt, skrt, I scrape the sides [?] They call me baker man, I cook the pies up [?] lotta [?], buy out [?] [?] prices cheeper [?] [?] you want another pound Brr, brr, that's how my money sound [Chorus ?] Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci All the trappers they lovе me, love me, lovе me Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci All the trappers love me, love me, love me [Verse 2: Berner] A hundred racks, 20 racks, yeah 50 more A hundred 50 pounds of kush on my kitchen floor [?] it's a zoo, any city streets All I know is [?] cake, suckers wanna see me sleep A buck 50 leave a big scar on his cheek I was only 17, selling [?] 50 pack a week, big homes, satten sheets Feds tapped my phone, so I bairly speak Watch me eat I'm so Gucci like Gucci Mane Shooter man, moving van full of cocaine [?] Who the man? Who [?] stuntin through your city blowing Cali shit? [?] airport with my [?] bitch, Cali shit [?] Where my weed growers at? Where the crack cookers? Splash, I'm just throwing up my cash I'm popping gold bottles, and rolling up my bag [Chorus ?] Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci All the trappers they love me, love me, love me Baby I'm so Gucci, Gucci, Gucci All the trappers love me, love me, love me