Summrs - Gucci Scarf lyrics

[Intro: TyFontaine] Woo, Gucci scarf on my head (Rio) Yeah [Chorus: TyFontaine] Gucci scarf on my head (My head) Look like the Taliban, ooh (Taliban, Taliban) I fu*ked a b*tch and I know she had a plan too I had to stay focused [?], I had to grow Tesla truck come with the flap doors, go up to the roof (Skrrt) I need a [?] girl, you know I do You know I shoot for the win, girl, [?] [Post-Chorus: TyFontaine] Can you have patience for me? (For me) Can you have patience for me? Can you have some patience for me? (Me) Can you have some patience for me? [Verse 1: TyFontaine] I flex on the b*tch and you flex on the b*tch, what's the difference, baby? I need to see hеr from the back, don't front on me (Don't do it) Don't stunt on me (Don't do it) For rеal, girl, it's runtz on me (Goddamn) She not a smoker, she a choker, I let her choke on me (Let's go) I had to run it up [?] (Woah) These ni**as swear on they mama that I was gonna be a disgrace (Be a disgrace) And I don't trust me and I be this way (Be this way) I just have faith in myself and it happened to open a way Look at the way that we goin' I kept my head above dirt, even at my lowest (Even at my lowest, even at my) I just be talkin' my sh*t and she call me a poet (She call me a poet, goddamn) I don't even wanna talk my sh*t, lil' baby, just, just do it (Just do it) [Chorus: TyFontaine] Yeah, Gucci scarf on my head, woah (Woah, oh, oh) Look like the Taliban, ooh (Woah, oh, oh, oh) I fu*ked a b*tch and I know she had a plan too (Too-o-o-o) I had to stay focused [?], I had to grow (Grow-o-o-ow) Tesla truck come with the flap doors, go up to the roof (Skrrt) I need a [?] girl, you know I do You know I shoot for the win, girl, [?] [Post-Chorus: TyFontaine] Can you have patience for me? (Can you?) Can you have patience for me? (Can you?) Can you have some patience for me? (Can you?) Can you have some patience for me? (Can you? Can you?) [Verse 2: Summrs] Can you have some patience for me? I hit you back as I was gone off codeine Slide down with the top down in a fu*kin' GLE I'll buss you down, but you're not my type, you is not my type of speed In the Trackhawk SRT, now that's my type of speed Don't tell me you cuffed that hoe, I had her on her knees VV's, spent ten racks on my motherfu*kin' neck He try his hardest to get as close and I don't even break a sweat I'm a real ni**a, baby, got real diamonds Turn the lights off and it's still shinin', uh Wrist all froze, damn near changed the climate Lost my soul in codeine, I can't find it [Chorus: TyFontaine] Yeah, Gucci scarf on my head, woah (Woah, oh, oh) Look like the Taliban, ooh (Woah, oh, oh, oh) I fu*ked a b*tch and I know she had a plan too (Too-o-o-o) I had to stay focused [?], I had to grow (Grow-o-o-ow) Tesla truck come with the flap doors, go up to the roof (Skrrt) I need a [?] girl, you know I do You know I shoot for the win, girl, [?] [Post-Chorus: TyFontaine] Can you have patience for me? (Can you?) Can you have patience for me? (Can you?) Can you have some patience for me? (Can you?) Can you have some patience for me? (Can you? Can you?) [Outro: TyFontaine] Can you? Can you?