Remy Boyz - Free Gucci lyrics

[Intro: Fetty Wap] Ay, ay 10-1738 Ayo free my n***a Guwop [Hook: Fetty Wap] To wake up in the morning is a motherf**ing blessing Til they free my n***a Gucci, I ain't motherf**ing resting I'ma pull me a ‘rari, I'ma park it right on Gresham You gon see the king of diamonds, prince of diamonds standing next to him Wake up in the morning is a motherf**ing blessing Til they free my n***a Gucci, I ain't motherf**ing resting I'ma pull me a ‘rari, I'ma park it right on Gresham You gon see the king of diamonds, prince of diamonds standing next to him [Verse 1: Fetty Wap] Free my n***a Guwop, hit a doowap, roll a f**ing doolie My n***as is trap gods, Steven Spielberg with the f**ing movies Baby, call me ZooWap, call me Fetty or you could call me Zoovier I been eating great, see that filet, my fork just go right through it b**h of mine named Stacy s** it great, I love the way she do it Her a** holding weight, her sh** so fat, I love the way she move it Diamonds crystal clear, my sh**s on burr, my sh**s is looking bluish Try step to my gang, that sh**'s insane, why would you f**ing do it? Man that's a mistake, that sh**'s so dumb, why you so f**ing foolish? Diamonds crystal clear, my sh**s on burr, my sh**s is looking bluish Try step to my gang, that sh**'s insane, why would you f**ing do it? Man that's a mistake, that sh**'s so dumb, why you so f**ing foolish? [Hook] [Verse 2: Montana Bucks] Just to wake up in the morning is a blessing Won't catch me slipping cause I keep that Smith & Wesson Know what I'm sipping, b**h, I'm sipping on the seven He'll be missing if I find out he was flexing Me and Jay on the eight, that's a section Give ‘em eight, then I skate like the Jetsons, ay All this bread I'm investing, ay n***a had to get it, I was destined b**h I'm 17, you better not step to me She popped that ecstasy; I whipped that recipe She blow like referees, I move that heavy d I call up Ebony, she hit up Stephanie 1738, see the murder rate Tryna touch Wap, you gon be a murder case Riding with the pistol, sh** got dirty plates We been getting money since an early age [Hook] [Verse 3: P-Dice] Icicles in my time piece Cartiers in my Guccis, I'm stunting Look like I'm Gucci or something Gripping on my nine piece See a doughnut, n***a, ooh I be ducking n***a, ooh I be ducking Smoking eighths of the indo, she too cute And I'm paid so as the wind blow, she do too Make it rain for the hell of it, purple haze, love the smell of it Off a plane, I'm propelling it, off a plane, I'm propelling it Way we're stacking right, a molly got some freaks with me Call us black and white, that mozzy look like Free Grilly Got my pistols with my robot taking pics ho I'm official, got my glow on, yeah my fist cold [Hook]