Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JT
JT
Vocals
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Branden Cox
Branden Cox
Songwriter
Gamal Lewis
Gamal Lewis
Songwriter
Ian Lewis
Ian Lewis
Songwriter
Jatavia Johnson
Jatavia Johnson
Songwriter
Joseph Steele
Joseph Steele
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthony Tran
Anthony Tran
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Thomas Mann
Thomas Mann
Mixing Engineer
1040 Beats
Producer
Cashout Beatz
Cashout Beatz
Producer
LunchMoney Lewis
LunchMoney Lewis
Producer
Schife
Schife
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Brr, brr
It's Gucci
Brr, brr
[Chorus]
She don't want no lame ****, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)
Her pussy ain't for broke ****, she like rich **** (Brr, brr)
I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (It's Gucci)
She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head fire)
She don't want no lame ****, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)
Her pussy ain't for broke ****, she like rich **** (Brr, brr)
I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Fly, fly, fly)
She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head fire)
[Verse 1]
Yellow four-door coupe, it look like a photoshoot (Yoom)
Got a yellow bitch with me and canary yellow juice (Yoom)
Buy her Chanel, I got crazy clientele and that's true (And it is true)
And if I tell that bitch to jump, then she gon' jump off the roof
Act like it's a honeymoon, we ain't even jump the broom
Suckin' me like a vacuum, man, this bitch must be on shrooms
I was tryna keep it cool, no pressure, call me Mr. Smooth
When I whip my dick out of my pants, the elephant in the room (Well, damn)
And she just broke up with her ex, young **** didn't have no money (No)
A black girl, but she give head like she a snow bunny (Well, damn)
I just gave her five thousand and told her, "It's gas money" (Gas)
He be askin', can he borrow? He gambled his last money (Last)
[Chorus]
She don't want no lame ****, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)
Her pussy ain't for broke ****, she like rich **** (Rich ****)
I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Keep her fly)
She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head is fire)
She don't want no lame ****, she like drug dealers (Drug dealers)
Her pussy ain't for broke ****, she like rich **** (Yeah)
I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (City Cinderella)
She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Uh)
[Verse 2]
I give bad bitch, these bitches don't give that (They don't)
He was your lifeline, ho, I came and killed that (I did)
I love to show off, bitch, that's why the top back (Skrrt)
I know your stalkin' ass seen a ho top that (Hi)
Only get high overseas, ho
Microdosin' in a thong, smokin' weed, ho
Watch what you say, bitch
Fuck what you mean, ho (Fuck what you mean, ho)
I'm the real deal, you the meme, ho
Hoes hate me, but I'm still gon' stunt (Fuck 'em)
Chanel bags, got three this month (Bags)
Bail hoppin' with a thief and a pump
Presi' on my wrist, I scam like Trump (Not guilty)
I post it twice, just to rub it in (Haha)
I'm Keisha fine, bitch, show your friend
[Chorus]
She don't want no lame ****, she like drug dealers (Drugs)
Her pussy ain't for broke ****, she like rich **** (Rich)
I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Fly, fly, fly)
She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head fire)
She don't want no lame ****, she like drug dealers (Brr, brr)
Her pussy ain't for broke ****, she like rich **** (Rich ****)
I'ma do her hair, her nails, her toes and keep her fly (Fly, fly, fly)
She might get a Chanel purse if her head is fire (Her head fire)
Written by: Branden Cox, Gamal Lewis, Ian Lewis, Jatavia Johnson, Joseph Steele, Radric Delantic Davis
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