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Gucci Mane feat. Offset – Met Gala (Music Video)

Lyrics to “Met Gala” performed by Gucci Mane feat. Offset

Hey.. Southside
Wizop.. Offset
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Woo

Mil’ in a week
I bought a iced out Philippe
Yeah, playin’ for keeps
Suck up the gang, she a leech
Came in the game with a key
My pockets blew up, Monique
Ooh, she got that perfect physique
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks
Now that I’m gettin’ this money

I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come-ups
This a good week, I’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal

Look at my boogers, they big as you
You could get shot with your nigga too
The stick make a nigga do boogaloo
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost
Dick in her mouth like an edible

Nigga start shootin’, you better move
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose
Your b*tch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This shit all started off likes
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight
And she on the very first flight

Finesse a nigga then get his shit bike
Psych, right, nigga, goodnight
Poppin’ that shit ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipes
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock

I’m on a yacht and the yacht on my watch
f*ckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai
I’ma play dumb but I see all the plots
She know what I’m ’bout
You hit this dope and your heart gonna stop
They callin’ the cops

Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger
Offset a maniac, I’m the massacre
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up
Ran up my money, I’m talkin’ lateral
Got that b*tch high off a Perc and Adderall
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all
B*tch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off

Mil’ in a week
I bought a iced out Philippe
Yeah, playin’ for keeps
Suck up the gang, she a leech
Came in the game with a key
My pockets blew up, Monique
Ooh, she got that perfect physique
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks
Now that I’m gettin’ this money

I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come-ups
This a good week, I’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal

I’m havin’ this shit what you hadn’t
Showin’ respect like your daddy
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy
I just woke up in a palace
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man
Flew in two b*tches from Cali

Big Bs on me, I’m rocking Bally
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions
A nigga rob you, he be practicing

Four b*tches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes
Then come to find out it’s photographers
Feds watch me through binoculars
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular

Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo
Drop Top Wop but the top is up
Negative turn to a positive
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy

Mil’ in a week
I bought a iced out Philippe
Yeah, playin’ for keeps
Suck up the gang, she a leech
Came in the game with a key
My pockets blew up, Monique
Ooh, she got that perfect physique
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks
Now that I’m gettin’ this money

I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come-ups
This a good week, I’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal…

➤ Album: Droptopwop
Produced by CuBeatz, Southside & Metro Boomin
Official Gucci Mane 2017