I love you, Francois Gas in my Gucci bag, rollin' when I'm sad I got socks, nigga, I got swag, *** you never had I got drugs in my spare suit, landed in a coup Who are you? Who the *** is you? I don't *** with you I got cash in my Gucci bag, might just drop a stack That *** whack, all you niggas lame, put that on my sack You can't hang, all my niggas bang, roll on my back Spend a check, get that *** right back, get that *** right back *** why you mad? Why these niggas mad? Must be feelin' bad, four-star place Bitch, I feel like glad you a bag of trash I'm the future, I'm livin' now, you still in the past Drivin' fast, they say I drive fast, hunnid on a dash In a coup with my boo, that *** look like Betty Boop Call the troops, hit the stoop, smoke it right there in the booth With your crew, black and blue, what the *** you gonna do? *** with fakes that I cannot do, that I must refuse Yeah, it's in my Gucci bag, rollin' when I'm sad I got socks, nigga, I got swag, *** you never had I got drugs in my spare suit, landed in a coup Who are you? Who the *** is you? I don't *** with you I got cash in my Gucci bag, might just drop a stack That *** whack, all you niggas lame, put that on my sack You can't hang, all my niggas bang, roll on my back Spend a check, get that *** right back, get that *** right back Spend a check, get that *** right back, get that *** right back Nigga, tonight I'm a fresh prince, I think I'm with Smith Gimme kiss, wanna feel your lips, grabbin' on your hips And they mad, they can't catch my cadence, I'm not mistaken You hate it, you'll never fake it, the way you fake it She take it, she love it so much, she wanna date it On a Tuesday, that I'm jaded, but I'm just faded I'm fake up, say I made it, I'm everyday, ***, I made it It's in my Gucci bag, rollin' when I'm sad I got socks, nigga, I got swag, *** you never had I got drugs in my spare suit, landed in a coup Who are you? Who the *** is you? I don't *** with you I got cash in my Gucci bag, might just drop a stack That *** whack, all you niggas lame, put that on my sack You can't hang, all my niggas bang, roll on my back Spend a check, get that *** right back, get that *** right back It's in my Gucci bag, rollin' when I'm sad I got socks, nigga, I got swag, *** you never had I got drugs in my spare suit, landed in a coup Who are you? Who the *** is you? I don't *** with you I got cash in my Gucci bag, might just drop a stack That *** whack, all you niggas lame, put that on my sack You can't hang, all my niggas bang, roll on my back Spend a check, get that *** right back, get that *** right back