Video Pucci de Afn Peso 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Afn Peso - Pucci Lyrics

[Chorus]
I don't even rock Gucci no more
I don't even wanna put you in the Pucci no more
What you mean, you don't wanna go to Louis no more?
Every time you pull this shit, I don't even wanna do it (No more)
Heavy hitter, I'm loose in the field, Ray Lewis
This ain't curbside pickup, nigga, better keep it movin'
What you know about it? You ain't never get to do it
I ain't nothin' like these niggas, I can' listen to they— (I can't listen to they shit)

[Verse]
Yeah, different type of breed, showboatin' in the league
Four-thousand-dollar jacket, two thousand for the tee (Yеah, yeah)
Fuck I look like cap rappin' for a beef? (Rappin' for a beef)
Once you took it on thе 'Gram, then you took it off the street (Out the streets, bitch)
No more discreet, so how can beef be beef? (Yeah)
You tell the police, I'm on a country fleet (Yeah)
Whole time I be playin', it be me verse me (Me)
Lil' nigga banger, he gon' keep his heat
Double cup, Ferragamos, and LA potholes
I'm one of them ones that these niggas can't just talk on, pussy
Talkin' out your neck, got somethin' for a rookie nigga, yeah (Weird-ass nigga)
Just a veteran movin' like a better man
I know some killers who ain't never tryna kill again (Facts)
Pour a pint, I don't never wanna feel again (Uh-uh)
One mic, I express how I feel again (How I feel again)
Yeah, we don't hardly do the internet (No)
These niggas pussy, but we hardly gon' get into that (Yeah)
Every time I catch a vibe, she wanna drop it for me (She wanna drop it for me)
Always speakin' on my dick, bitch, bop it for me (Bop it for me)
I can't fuck my name up for none of these niggas (Can't fuck my name up)
I'm just addin' on my business, handlin' business (Handlin' business)
Ever made that bitch sprung off how you hit it? (Yeah, yeah)
Bad bitch motivate me like them millions
I'd rather get it, I'm under the impression that we all in here to win this
Speak on what you seen, how you go out like a witness?
My dog got a record like he in the book of Guinness
Rich nigga shit, pay that lawyer, ask forgiveness
[Chorus]
I don't even rock Gucci no more
I don't even wanna put you in the Pucci no more
What you mean, you don't wanna go to Louis no more?
Every time you pull this shit, I don't even wanna do it (No more)
Heavy hitter, I'm loose in the field, Ray Lewis
This ain't curbside pickup, nigga, better keep it movin'
What you know about it? You ain't never get to do it
I ain't nothin' like these niggas, I can' listen to they— (I can't listen to they shit)