Tootsies (feat. Lil Baby)

Tootsies (feat. Lil Baby) - Gucci Mane/Lil Baby

Lyrics by：Radric Davis/Christopher N'quay Rosser/Dominique Jones

This d**e will make you do the Kanye took so many opiates

The mall ain't even open yet but Gucci made them open it

Dr. Trapenstein and I just prescribed a Percocet

She ain't even fine enough so I don't even wanna hit

B***h tailing out of Tootsies bag full of hundreds

I told the dealer he can keep the talk cause I don't want it

Think my house is haunted woke up saying I'm done b***h

Gucci on that done s**t so wealthy that my son rich yeah

Hop out that new Maybach like I come from paper

You've been cuffin' b***hes you a super saver

My boy already rich he got my future paper

We just parked a Wraith inside a elevator

Tootsie on Tuesday in a private room making a movie

I got some vibes with me getting groovy

We at the top floor in a jacuzzi

Roll with some hot boys like I'm Juvy

I'm on that dumb s**t like Gucci

I spent twenty-six thousand in Gucci

Go ask about me this s**t ain't no news

I got money before it was music

I don't drink I don't sip I abuse it

How I did what I did got 'em clueless

Think these Adderalls got me all loosey

Got your b***h on my drip she been choosy

She been shakin' me out I've been movin'

So much money its getting confusin'

Only winning ain't doing no losing

This d**e will make you do the Kanye took so many opiates

The mall ain't even open yet but Gucci made them open it

Dr. Trapenstein and I just prescribed a Percocet

She ain't even fine enough so I don't even wanna hit

B***h tailing out of Tootsies bag full of hundreds

I told the dealer he can keep the talk cause I don't want it

Think my house is haunted woke up saying I'm done b***h

Gucci on that done s**t so wealthy that my son rich yeah

Show me that p***y cat cause El Gato got cat wrist

Shoota got that rocket on 'em call him James Harden

We be straight ballin' wet t-shirt contest

Top off colors of the coupe call it Sunkist

I be goin hard on them I'm on that Lil Pump s**t

I don't even know how my money got so retarded

Trap god

Gucci sandals on like I was Jesus

B***h fine as Kim K and these are not Yeezy's

This d**e will make you do the Kanye took so many opiates

The mall ain't even open yet but Gucci made them open it

Dr. Trapenstein and I just prescribed a Percocet

She ain't even fine enough so I don't even wanna hit

B***h tailing out of Tootsies bag full of hundreds

I told the dealer he can keep the talk cause I don't want it

Think my house is haunted woke up saying I'm done b***h

Gucci on that done s**t so wealthy that my son rich yeah