Tour by Gucci Boy (US) Lyrics

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(Intro)
Yeahhhh
Yeahhhh
Gucci shades on my brain
Icy diamonds on my babe yeah
Yeah

(Hook)
I got bad hoes
I got bad habits

Hop on tour around the world
Popping hella xanax

They my bestfriend
YR2000 till the end

Sippin Fanta all day
Gucci shades on my brain (x2)
(Verse 1)
Bad romance
Bad victim

Posted up on Instagram just to get back at him
I don't fuck with these bitches coming for my clout
Baby show the whole damn world what we is about

Gucci, Louis on my bag
Up in London count a bag
Smoke a backwood
Fuck a swisher
Meet your mom
I fucked your sister
Save your daughter and her sister
They ask me Scotty why you got all the hoes
Tell them I don't know
They just coming at my door
Leandoer
Up in Sweden while I do her
Rock a tour worldwide
I take a tab and we get high

(Hook)

(Chorus)
Gucci shades on my brain
Icy diamonds on my babe
Gucci shades on my brain
Icy diamonds on my babe

At the party with Cobain
Do you feel my pain

Give a hug
Feel the same

Got the keys
Drive away

Get famous
One day

Get wasted
Everyday (x2)

(Outro)
Gucci shades on my brain

Icy diamonds on my babe