Lyrics:
Cheaaaa...
Yeaaaa...
Yeaaaaaa...
Zay-t on the track
What's up mac breezy
Uh gucci mane laflair
So icy e.n.t (huh)
We back man we still icy man
Stupid
the double cup (Mane)
Got this thang jumping heads banging out the roof (Mane)
We in this thang dumb lit like our mind all we could lose
Throw it up where you
bitch
Ain’t no more goo-goo-gah-gah
Ay’ I be wit’ them boys nigga
Bitch you can’t fuck wit’ us
Mane, you know we them type of niggas, can’t get up wit’
Slithering like snakes
Mane, everybody fake
And all y'all do is hate, so get up out my face
No, I do not play, at least not every day
So if I see you
bitches don't like me
Your girl wanna come and ride me
Feel like Gucci Mane, I'm icy (ha, whoa)
In the club with a double feisty (oh, oh, oh)
I got it
Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell
"Gucci Mane got long money" ,that's what these bitches say
"And I'ma pay his bond money", that's where my shooter
bang bang, My nigga Gucci Mane back
Makin' money, talkin' shit, is all a nigga wanna do
Plenty bitches in the club, waitin' to see what I'ma do
Roll it
a fuck
Came up from nothing
If you stayed then I'll take care of us
I'll live my life among the stars
Cause they gone shine the way
And when I make it
shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, switch up, two lanes
Trackhawk, it can not keep up (it's Gucci)
We shoot at your gang, switch
let that n***a know that I'm
Willing to die by this pussy mane
Bouta change my life up like I'm Gucci mane
Everybody get down
You about to make me
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my socks
I got me a stack off in a Gucci box
Sometimes I get bougie, I got a Gucci Glock
I just got a check, that shit it
Ch-yea, huh, huh cook on the beat, man
It’s Gucci, let’s get it, get money, huh
So icy, young money so icy
On this thing, man
Nicki Minaj, got my
up so high man shout out to God
(Gucci, Gucci wants a girl they can call, they can call)
I came on up I did (Gucci, Gucci wants a girl they can
a good man, how 'bout that?
No way in hell I'm defined by the stat
Smokin' that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that
a little margarita
Mane, them draws comin' off when she see the two-seater
So put your Porche up, (uh)
Get your divorce up, (uh)
I'm sure she'll sign
Brick Gucci
Dime piece time piece got my Swiss movin'
Swiss cheese out a hater if he act foolish
Swizz Beats Gucci Mane call it trap music
I think I need
you'll do better tryna' chase the fuckin' guwap up out my pocket
Mane I might get me a lll' shawty, then I take the lil' bitch shoppin'
cnd mane that's how
money got a vertical (it's jumpin')
Started on the MARTA bus, but now I drive convertibles (vert)
It's Gucci Mane and Murda Beatz, and niggas wanna
the smartest, I go super ham retarded
I'm a dog like that British Terrier working for target
I'm on fi-yer, other rappers they tend to get burnt up
If it ain't
on? (Bitch, yeah)
Bitch, wait til’ it get hard
That ho’ be fat
That bitch be long
Mane I did her all night, until the mornin’, bitch
And she hit me up
the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent
Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's gucci mane
In the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent
Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's
people need to get that
Bitch I'm out of this world nigga
Solo dolo, don't forget that
Mane I'm up wit' the family, show my face at the get backs
But then
it
If you working a 9-5
Do do do it like you mean it
If you hustling just to get by
Do do it like you mean it
If it’s legal or illegal mane
Do do do it
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