Gucci and Prada
• Written by Gatoradetears
(Verse 1)
People want to hate, cause they have no life.
My head feels itchy, but I ain’t got lice.
No, it’s not a lie.
Taste so good like Sprite.
Don’t mix it with that Robitussin.
It is not bussin.
At my aunt’s house, eating blueberry muffins.
Fake I.D., McLovin.
Superbad.
People want to hate, but they’re fat like Big Macs.
Dream big like, big racks.
All these people look like trash.
It’s very sad.
(Chorus)
Gucci and Prada.
Like a party, hit a piñata.
Gucci and Prada.
Like a party, hit a piñata.
(Verse 2)
2013, Skylanders childhood.
People trying to steal my aura, they wish
they could.
But they can’t.
So basic and bland.
I don’t really need friends.
By myself, like a ninja, I stay stealth.
Don’t wear pants, I don’t need a belt.
People acting like Karens on Yelp.
Bitches, are so lame.
You can not hang.
No, I’m not in a gang.
No, I’m not insane in my membrane.
I’m a 2008 baby, I can’t feel like Gucci Mane.
(Chorus)
Gucci and Prada.
Like a party, hit a piñata.
Gucci and Prada.
Like a party, hit a piñata.
(Verse 3)
Playboy bucket hat, goes on my head.
Yes, my favorite color is red.
These dumb ass bitches act like I’m sped.
But, I’m not.
By myself, fuck a squad.
I don’t like these thots.
Yes, they are in my class.
Sometimes they love to brag.
Sometimes times they like to be an ass.
Like a donkey.
Most of these annoying ass bitches in my class are cocky.
Listening to music, I’m listening to A$AP Rocky.
Shitty sports like hockey.
