Gucci on my Feet by Mad Prophet (Rapper) Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ice on my wrist don’t sweat it
Ripped jeans yeah that's fitted
Lined up fuck wit’ my credit
Yo bitch don’t suck I just hit it [aye]
Bitch on my dick like where?
Taking yo bitch please share
Ice on my wrist don’t care
Playin’ my game that's fair
Yeezy just hangin’ out the window
We is just sippin’ that henno
Just tellin’ that bitch to bendo
My shit is real don't lend those [yuh]
Sendin’ yo bitch to my place
You is tied that’s not lace
Free #TAYK that’s The Race
Bitch we just beat the case
[Hook]
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
[Verse 2]
Ice on my neck, thats snowman
Gucci on my feet, not my hands
Yo bitches be callin me her mans
Like a ceiling, calling her my fan
Bitches be callin me this
Bitches be calling you that
Yo bitches be hoppin on this
While my bitches ain't never hoppin’ on that [aye]
Bad bitch all up in my bedroom
Next track diss track that’s your doom
Thats kp nigga but not you
Switch up the flow like a monsoon
Bad, bitch, cumin quick
While they, lookin, at my, wrist
That's, my girl, not, his
Sprite, mix, in the , mist
Gucci on my feet
December the last week
Bet wanna come up with the heat
Got the gucci on my feet
You ain't fuckin with the feat
You ain't fuckin with my team
You ain't sippin on my lean
Got the Gucci and the raf
Yo bitch wanna clash
Thats you in her past
Now i'm the one she has
Fuck, with me or get hit
Gucci, on my feet, and we lit
[Hook]
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
[Verse 3]
Comin back real quick
Kyle gonna get hit
Fucking with yo bitch
While she on my dick
Me and you in the past
Im ahead youre last
Put yo neck in a cast
Lay you on your ass
Bitch wanna come up
Bitch wanna come up
Fuck with me and youll get run upped
Thats another song
Catch me on the run
Young profit son
Ice on my wrist don’t sweat it
Ripped jeans yeah that's fitted
Lined up fuck wit’ my credit
Yo bitch don’t suck I just hit it [aye]
Bitch on my dick like where?
Taking yo bitch please share
Ice on my wrist don’t care
Playin’ my game that's fair
Yeezy just hangin’ out the window
We is just sippin’ that henno
Just tellin’ that bitch to bendo
My shit is real don't lend those [yuh]
Sendin’ yo bitch to my place
You is tied that’s not lace
Free #TAYK that’s The Race
Bitch we just beat the case
[Hook]
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
[Verse 2]
Ice on my neck, thats snowman
Gucci on my feet, not my hands
Yo bitches be callin me her mans
Like a ceiling, calling her my fan
Bitches be callin me this
Bitches be calling you that
Yo bitches be hoppin on this
While my bitches ain't never hoppin’ on that [aye]
Bad bitch all up in my bedroom
Next track diss track that’s your doom
Thats kp nigga but not you
Switch up the flow like a monsoon
Bad, bitch, cumin quick
While they, lookin, at my, wrist
That's, my girl, not, his
Sprite, mix, in the , mist
Gucci on my feet
December the last week
Bet wanna come up with the heat
Got the gucci on my feet
You ain't fuckin with the feat
You ain't fuckin with my team
You ain't sippin on my lean
Got the Gucci and the raf
Yo bitch wanna clash
Thats you in her past
Now i'm the one she has
Fuck, with me or get hit
Gucci, on my feet, and we lit
[Hook]
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
Gucci on my feet
Got the Gucci on my feet
[Verse 3]
Comin back real quick
Kyle gonna get hit
Fucking with yo bitch
While she on my dick
Me and you in the past
Im ahead youre last
Put yo neck in a cast
Lay you on your ass
Bitch wanna come up
Bitch wanna come up
Fuck with me and youll get run upped
Thats another song
Catch me on the run
Young profit son