Gucci Loafers Video (MV)

Big strap, no holster , gang, gang
On the block with my soldiers Dressed to impress and the kinks, Gucci loafers
And I'm high as f*ck, I think I might need a chauffeur
Backseat, backwood, bam, bam, smoker' Backseat, backwood, bam, bam, smoked

And I'm high as f*ck, I think I might need a chauffeur
Backseat, backwood, bam, bam, smokin' Backseat, backwood

She say she want to glo she know we like chief sosa, been knew we was comin
Just gone and move over, you catch me on land

Slidin in a Range Rover, these guns too big
I think I might need a holster , get booked for rollin' loud
And you know I'm going, pocket full of za
And you know I'm blown, these niggas ain't pressin

And that shit been showin', Im not your average Joe
My money still growin', backseat, backwood, bam, bam
Now I'm floatin', the lifestyle I live, they see and they quotin
This to pop the summer off, motivation for all motion

Flippin' money somersault, stackin' shit, it's still growin
Quarter pound, half a pound, whole pound, we still rollin
Down a minute ' Back in business ' ready, to get' my shit rollin
You gon' do it or you not, you gon' do it or you not

You gon' do it or you not, you gon' do it
Big strap, no holster , gang, gang
On the block with my soldiers, dressed to impress
And the kicks gucci loafers, and I'm high as f*ck

I think I might need a chauffeur, backseat, backwood
Bam, bam, smoker ', backseat, backwood
Bam, bam, smoker', and I'm high for
I think I might need a chauffeur, backseat, backwood

Bam, bam, smoker ', backseat, backwood
Or you, you gon', or you, or you not
You gon', hey
Or you, you gon', or you, hey