[Intro]
Shit, I remember when I was a lil' n***a
Went out shoppin' n' shit
Now I walk in the store and buy what' the fuck I want

[Main Chorus]
Gucci Margiela I'm flexin' (Bands, Bands, Bands)
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those
Cop' those (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
20's and 50's and 100's, You know that I got those
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
Got those'
I'm in the foreign, I'm speedin', I'm swervin' em' potholes
Potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Most of these bitches be trickin', my n***a they not yours
Not yours
Pull up, extended clips hittin', we clippin' his top off
Top off (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Gucci Margiela I'm flexin'
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those (Bands, Bands)

[Verse 1]
50's and 100's, Amiri, Versace, Might cop it, I want it (Bands, Bands)
The cheese ain't a problem (Racks, Racks)
Bands when I walk in, It's free, and its flyin'
It's for my AP's, In the streets we be talk' (AP)
Shirts with the Jeans, and the feets a few thousand
My belts and my scarf, it be Gucci designer (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
Got my bands up, and my fans up (Yeah)
Fuck it, shoot a n***a onna' camera (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Hit his mans' up, that's an M1 (Grrt, Bah)
Skrrtin in the Bentley or the Phantom, (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Pick your pants up (Uhuh)
She a dancer' (What?)
Lil' bitch wanna fuck, just call me handsome (Handsome)
Bitch this the General Blixky just call me El Chapo'
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
20's and 100's and 50's, you know that I got those
(Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
Got those
[Main Chorus]
Gucci Margiela I'm flexin' (Bands, Bands, Bands)
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those
Cop' those (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
20's and 50's and 100's, You know that I got those
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
Got those'
I'm in the foreign, I'm speedin', I'm swervin' em' potholes
Potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Most of these bitches be trickin', my n***a they not yours
Not yours
Pull up, extended clips hittin', we clippin' his top off
Top off (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Gucci Margiela I'm flexin'
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those (Bands, Bands)

[Verse 2]
Took it straight from the bottom (From the bottom)
Had to face all my problems (All my problems)
I came up when they doubted
Keep that fake shit from 'round me
Saw my bands, gon' keep pilin'
Catch him walkin', we firin'
They don't talk they ain't bout' it (Bah, Bah, Bah)
Just came home and I'm shinin' (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I got those
Had to cop' those (Grrt, Bah)
Bitch we gettin' cheddar, hella' Guapo (Bands, Bands, Bands)
Well it's not your's, better dodge those (Grrt, Bah)
Swervin in the Bentley from the potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Yeah, I got those
Had to cop' those
Bitch we gettin' cheddar, hella' Guapo (Bands, Bands, Bands)
Well it's not your's, better dodge those (Grrt, Bah)
Swervin in the Bentley from the potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt)

[Main Chorus]
Gucci Margiela I'm flexin' (Bands, Bands, Bands)
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those
Cop' those (Racks, Racks, Racks, Racks)
20's and 50's and 100's, You know that I got those
(Blixky, Da Blixky, Da Blixky)
Got those'
I'm in the foreign, I'm speedin', I'm swervin' em' potholes
Potholes (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Most of these bitches be trickin', my n***a they not yours
Not yours
Pull up, extended clips hittin', we clippin' his top off
Top off (Boom, Boom, Boom)
Gucci Margiela I'm flexin'
You know that I got those
Got those
I used to see shit I wanted but now I can cop' those (Bands, Bands)
Cop' those