Gucci Suit

By ABSIDA

Released on June 13, 2025

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Is Absida y'all

It's hustlin' time

Let's get it

Every day I keep on hustlin' for the cash, yo yo (Let's go!)

The fucken government wanna kill all niggas with their tax, yoyo

(ain't stoppin)

But I'll never stop till I reach to the top yo yo, y'all

I'm gonna fight fight I'm gonna bang bang

Till I fill that briefcase y'all (run it up)

I'm gonna fight fight I'm gonna bang bang

Till I fill that briefcase y'all (Stake it!)

No matter how long, no matter how far

I must fit that Gucci suit (Drip!)

No matter how long, no matter how far

I must fit that Gucci suit (Flex!)

I must fit the Gucci suit (Gucci Suit!) I'll be the Gucci hook

Makin' money swimmin' pool, put my name on record book

Say my prayers before I sleep, golden pistol already cock (Skrrt)

Crusin' these bad bitches big butty sloppy, uh (Damn)

Make them bounce bouncе it on my big puppy, uh (Sheesh!)

Make it rain livin' big boy life

Come on lеt me see you do the doggy, ooh (Turn it up)

Hey y'all nigga, hold your finger

On the mic I'm the favourite honourable singer (Boss)

Say I hustle clockwise later I make those banknotes fly (Woo)

I'm a bad swimmer oh but money make this nigga float (Too wavy)

Spin out Lambo cruisin' wheels on a high-speed

Red light waist time I don't like

Bitches love my hustle even though I'm pushin' the white (No cap)

Police keep on chasin' the boy please get out mt sight (Skrrt)

Win win is all I do I don't puff puff pass on my right

Never men

Every day I keep on hustlin' for the cash, yo yo

The fucken government wanna kill all niggas with their tax, yo yo

But I'll never stop till I reach to the top yo yo, y'all (Top Floor!)

I'm gonna fight fight I'm gonna bang bang

Till I fill that briefcase y'all (Big Bands!)

I'm gonna fight fight I'm gonna bang bang

Till I fill that briefcase y'all (Stake it!)

No matter how long, no matter how far

I must fit that Gucci suit (Woo!)

No matter how long, no matter how far

I must fit that Gucci suit

Pipin' up the fucken game and make it undercover (Lowkey!)

Don't fucken hate I bet you'll be bowing over

Mulla move that's what we on to get the power

Always chase it up anyhow we can role (Stay grindin!)

Out before the sun is up the spirit on my soul

Work to pipe it up in their dreams is just a stroll (Too easy!)

Tryna be a star the sky has been drafted as my limit (No limit)

Doin' real shit everything is fuckin' legit

Uh, uh

The paper bill I stake it (Big bands)

The fucken cash I spend it (straight up)

The young nigga made it

Oui, oui

The young nigga made it

Comin' from below tryna make it to the roof

You gotta try to know we don't need any proof (Fact)

Nigga push hard go you're the real bulletproof

Tinga linga ling bitches wanna ride that thing (Hmmm)

Money is the bait bein' rich is everything (Absida)

Every day I keep on hustling for the cash, yo yo (Let's Go!)

The fucken government wanna kill all niggas with their tax, yo yo

(Ain't Stoppin!)

But I'll never stop till I reach to the top, yo yo, y'all (Top Floor!)

I'm gonna fight fight I'm gonna bang bang

Till I fill that briefcase y'all (Turn it up)

I'm gonna fight fight I'm gonna bang bang

Till I fill that briefcase y'all (Run it up!)

No matter how long, no matter how far, I must fit that Gucci suit

No matter how long, no matter how far, I must fit that Gucci suit

(Big Stepper!)