lirik lagu wifigawd – gucci frames
[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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