Ye Ali – Gucci Umbrella lyrics

[Intro: Ye Ali]
Goddamn, goddamn
Gucci umbrella for the rain, yee

[Chorus: Ye Ali]
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Louis V slippers for my bae
Smoke a blunt before I start my day
Now I got the city on a wave
Yeah you know I got my
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the, Gucci um'

[Verse 1: Ye Ali]
Put enough fucking rappers on
I went solo, figured out it was my turn (fuck 'em), woo
At the supermarket with my girl
Got my fur coat from the night before
I got some shooters with me, down to go to war
I was in the studio, so never catch the charge, yeah
She wanna strip and fuck me to one of my songs
Look I'ma turn this song into a Porsche, look at me now

[Chorus: Ye Ali]
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Louis V slippers for my bae
Smoke a blunt before I start my day
Now I got the city on a wave
Yeah you know I got my
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the, Gucci um'

[Verse 2: lil aaron]
Yeah Ferragamo bottle service
Let her stay the night 'cause I deserve it
Taking off her Louboutin stilletos
Fuck all night to lil aaron [?]
I ain't even wasted yet
And she ain't even naked yet
I ain't even got a placement yet
But she blowin' me up like I'm famous yeah, yeah, yeah
Singin' yeah, yeah, yeah
Got three more bitches on the way
Bring yeah, yeah, yeah
But you can stay, yeah, yeah, yeah
To the A-A-M, uh
Then I put your ass in an Uber
And send you right back to the crib

[Chorus: Ye Ali]
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Louis V slippers for my bae
Smoke a blunt before I start my day
Now I got the city on a wave
Yeah you know I got my
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the, Gucci um'

[Verse 3: Nessly]
All I rock is Gucci Gucci, I'm Kreayshawn, hey
Fruity pebble diamonds on me like crayons, hey
All I do is think about sex all day long, hey
Girl you would too, just put this molly on your tongue, yeah
Sprinkle the sprinkle like cupcakes
I gave your girlfriend a cum face
I hid that bitch on a Saturday
I'll give her back on a Sunday
I blew her back out like speakers
I talk shit, I don't even need it
You treat that bitch like a keeper
I hit your ho rocking Gucci slippers
I'm in LA balling like the Clippers
She got the best brain like a new semester
Young Nessly rocking like One Direction
She gave me top at the intersection

[Chorus: Ye Ali]
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Louis V slippers for my bae
Smoke a blunt before I start my day
Now I got the city on a wave
Yeah you know I got my
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the rain
Gucci umbrella for the, Gucci um'

[Outro]
Is it hard to be fresh if you don't have money or can you still pull it off?
When I ain't had no money I still had sauce. If you don't got no sauce then you're lost. But you can also get lost in the sauce
How you get lost in the sauce?
Well a bitch gon' get lost in the sauce, right?
Mmm-hmm
You know what I'm saying?
I know what you're saying man
I mean I sprinkle the sauce, droppin' the sauce in the dish man
Right, right, right
You know what I mean?
I dig it
Overdose in sauce
That's what it is
No no no meat just sauce
When you're born can you be born with sauce or do you acquire the sauce?
No you can't born with sauce
You get sauce- you get sauce from-
How you gon' be born with seasoning? You gotta get seasoned. I was born without the sauce
Hell yeah
I had to acquire the sauce