The Game – Gucci Flip Flops Lyrics

Gucci Flip Flops By The Game

Hit with the RICO they repo that vehicle
*** was all good just a week ago
About to start snitchin’, ain’t you?
Ready to start bitchin’, ain’t you?
I forgive you, I forgive you
Hustlin’ just ain’t you

If you listenin’ to this now that mean Swizzy got it cleared for me
2018, what a ***-up year for me
Take it back to January, *** lost his father
Only way I got through it was bumpin’ Wayne’s first Carter
With the speakers blarin’, windows down on my McClaren
See the wheels and it’s apparent, this why these *** niggas starin’
Had a premonition, parked and got out, Calabasas far
Triple X, Biggie, Pac, niggas *** rappers in cars
That was back in June, I missed out on a couple million
Gotta get back in tune
I wake up, work out, hit the studio right after noon
Still gotta pack a tool to pick my kids up after school
Don’t me put me in no situation where one of us niggas have to lose
‘Cause you’ll be in a casket soon
Closed tighter than Mac and Tune
Another classic with no Jigga verse, it’ll happen soon
Go bar-for-bar with Jigga
Last wish of a young spitter even if the verse is killer

That is not how I die, I seen my death
Seen all you niggas’ demise, folded hands on your chest
Always put my niggas first, they pray for my last breath
Thought I did niggas right, ’til niggas start goin’ left
Gucci flip flops, ten toes down where I stood
Gucci flip flops, ***, I done got it from the mud
Gucci flip flops, hoppin’ over fences ’cause I could
In Gucci flip flops, never switchin’ sides on the hood
Gucci flip flops

Still listenin’? I want y’all to picture this
Me and you tradin’ lives, now tell me what the difference is?
More money, more problems
And more niggas who wanna *** you
More empty Patrón bottles
And I don’t condone violence but niggas on phone wildin’
Niggas on apps cappin’, them choppers at full volume
I put money on ***’s books, got houses out foreclosure
One call’ll open fire on niggas and force closure
I’m too O.G. for this ***
Built my career off the rock, Memph’ Bleek in this ***
Comin’ of Age, even squashed my beef with Meek for this ***
Get off the phone, stop speakin’ and ***
Soon as 12 close the door on you niggas, mouth leakin’ and ***
Go to jail, cut a deal, can’t do a week in that ***
That’s why I stay away, somewhere on a beach with a ***
Watchin’ Narcos, listenin’ to The Weeknd and ***

And this is not how I die, I seen my death
Seen all you niggas’ demise, folded hands on your chest
Always put my niggas first, they pray for my last breath
Thought I did niggas right, ’til niggas start goin’ left
Gucci flip flops, ten toes down where I stood
Gucci flip flops, ***, I done got it from the mud
Gucci flip flops, hoppin’ over fences ’cause I could
In Gucci flip flops, never switchin’ on the hood
Gucci flip flops