Retro Spectro - Gucci Store Lyrics

Yeah

It's retro

I heard they got a Gucci store in hell for me (In hell for me)
I pray to God hey lord can you help me (Hey can you help me)
I've been working on myself yea it's a self thing
I don't want the dreams that you sale to me
I heard they got a Gucci store in hell for me (In hell for me)
I pray to God hey lord can you help me
I've been working on myself yea it's a self thing
I don't want the dreams that you sale to me

And when I cook it good yea that's a chef thing
Keep it a hundred it is what it is it ain't no guessing
I Don't owe no dues so none of your rules that I'm accepting
But I still gotta hide my moves it's just stealth thing
And ever since I touched that bag
Man I been stuck
Been in my bag since a young lil buck
Chain dang ling that thing not tucked
Iced my wrist no hockey puck
Lately I'm thinking its crazy cuz really I been had a hunch
Most of these people they talking the turkey but at the end still just get ate like a lunch
And moe I stamp I am that dude
Really I chop that stick and move
Really I Rock my jimmy choos
Keep a few rocks just to skip in the pool
Do what I want I break the rules
Rare breed check my molecules uh
Ooo I think she think I'm cute
She wan blow me like a flute

I heard they got a Gucci store in hell for me (In hell for me)
I pray to God hey lord can you help me (Hey can you help me)
I've been working on myself yea it's a self thing
I don't want the dreams that you sale to me
I heard they got a Gucci store in hell for me (In hell for me)
I pray to God hey lord can you help me
I've been working on myself yea it's a self thing
I don't want the dreams that you sale to me

The bigger I got the more the guap got harder to maintain
No trip, I just stick to the script I ain't doing no lane change
Nowadays everybody is doing the same thing
& I just be cooling out low wit' the youngins they yellin' out gang gang
Truth be told
I tell her link up when I'm back in town
She clap it clap it clap it clap it clap it down
Drop it, hol up
Oh she made it make a sound
Stingy wit' it I don't do no pass arounds
I call up my big homie like wassup
He say hey now boy I hope you keepin it tucked
I say hol up OG you right man wish me luck
'Cuz I just got bag so you know I'm booted up

Yeah I heard they got a Gucci store in hell for me
I pray to God hey lord can you help me
I've been working on myself yea it's a self thing (Its a self thing)
I don't want the dreams that you sale to me
I heard they got a Gucci store in hell for me
I pray to God hey lord can you help me
I've been working on myself yea it's a self thing
I don't want the dreams that you sale to me