Gucci En Mis Espejuelos

Gucci in my glasses
We started from scratch
My wrist, cold, ice
Private flights are all

Gucci in my glasses
We started from scratch
My wrist, cold, ice
Private flights are all

And this is the life I have
Now Mercedes are the trucks (hey, hey)
I already warned you, if I'm not with the crew (no!)
I have a lot of lyrics to throw in your soup

Don't call me, they charge you, I'm in Europe
Celebrating, I have champagne in the glass
Without suitcases, I arrive and buy clothes (hey)
They touch me and the waves cover them (prr), hey

Gucci in my glasses
We started from scratch
My wrist, cold, ice (ice)
Private flights are all (hey)

Gucci in my glasses
We started from scratch
My wrist, cold, ice
Private flights are all

I knew it was going to work out for me
I told the haters to shut up
Every week a new girl
And with a kilo of oxycodone I'm going to get high

I arrive at Gucci, nobody sees me
I already spent what you earned in a month
Being broke, they ask me to give them
It's that I don't travel with one baby, I travel with three

I'm sorry, ma'am, it's because of stress
But if you knew that it's really ten
And even though I wasn't born a bourgeois
I have a damn good crew since my childhood

Living the crazy life
Billing even when I drink coffee
Take my name out of your mouth, cop
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Magazine model without a six pack
If they put me in, it's like 2Pac
They make a monument of all my tracks
Because everywhere I'm already a legend like Shack

Gucci in my glasses
We started from scratch
My wrist, cold, ice
Private flights are all

Gucci in my glasses
We started from scratch
My wrist, cold, ice
Private flights are all