Lyrics:
They need to exit don't let the grind past you by
I run laps round lames with my shoes untied
I jump the line walk in and watch the crowd divide
Still
the gucci mane, I'm so icey.
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, baby girl go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head,
dis here for da gucci mane
With my pretty ass I can get him just bout anythang
Yea I got da niggas with da hard white
Bricked up taped up
U wanna get
A Daughter
Pussy Niggas Scared Of Me See Through You Like A Bottle Of Water
Gucci Manes A Bottle Popper
Hundred Bottles Opened Up
Still Slaggin Opiou
Smokin
by my wristwatch (brr)
I make trap music, it's too hood to be hip-hop (skrrt)
This for the dope boys cookin' dope up in they flip-flops (skrrt,
9-1-1, 9-1-1
It's Gucci Mane, yeah, that's my name,
I'm goin' thug, I'm goin' thug
Blowin' up, blowin' up, blowin' up, blowin' up
I'm like M.C. Hammer, I
(fired)
On to the next one
More fish in the sea (more fish in the sea)
Girls are like buses (buses)
Miss one, next fifteen, one comin' (ha)
Gucci Mane
I roll
Yeah nigga I do this fuckin' shit
Count money, get my hair braided by your bitch
She drivin' me around town, nigga
Where I'm at nigga? Dog
by the high
No cares on my mind
Couple dares, that is fine
This shit from 'round the back house
More baggies bagged and that roach
In granny's
hands
Catch me in the hood with
My nigga Pac movin' grams
I fuck with Black Migos gang
Yeah Scooter my main man
I had to sign that nigga cause
That boy
the games unfair
Gucci Mane La Flare
Who gives a care about niggas over there?
Shawty got a pear: apple with a gap
I think we make a pair
She like em from
me, she won't believe me
She don't believe me, she don't believe me
G-G-Gucci Mane be real and flexin'
I can buy thirty five SS's
She call my phone I
mane
Pull off like a lick mane
Don't give no shit mane
Flamboy, iced out flamboy
'cause I'ma hot mane
Hot boy, Gucci Glock boy, on my bitch mane
Switch
fractured
Ransom yo lil hansom son, so sad yo that first daughter captured
Gucci hot as boiling water, my pack just came cross the border
Your girlfriend's
me
Rae Sremmurd, Gucci Mane, it sounds perfect to me
Now I'm back on top like I'm 'posed to be
But I done poured so many pints that shit got old
free
My hood polluted, my mind polluted
If I pull that pistol out my nigga I'm a shoot it
My hood polluted, my mind polluted
If you pull that
to jail today"
"It also didn't help that Gucci Mane was arrested in July
In Henry County for DUI marijuana possession
And possession of a firearm by
nigga, I quit
I spend mills quick, but fuck it, my nigga
I quit
It's Gucci Mane, and nigga, fuck it, I quit
All these pussy ass niggas, man
They telling
It's Gucci!
Richie!
1017, Rich Forever
Burr
I don't even know how much my wrist cost
Ayy, ayy
(TheLabCook)
Plug walk (heh, plug walk, plug,
the socket matchin' my Foamposite
You's a nobody, she goin', she fuck with everybody (go)
Lil' 'Crest boys in the hood, wanna see a dead body?
Four pockets
it ain't no rules in the streets
It ain't all good, probably never been good
Gucci Mane hood and he'll always be hood
I remember ridin' 'round
might go kill a couple of niggaz mane
You know, go in they hood and do a drive-by
Then come back in the hood and laugh about that stuff
You know, its just
Gucci!
Fresh out the feds in this mothafucker
And they still ain't ready yet for a muhfucka
Gucci Mane and I'm 'bout to put my Yeezys on
Now that Gucci
God for the game
My TV screen off the chain
My bitch, she off the chain
I came from the grain
The sidewalk chalk
The block stay hot
Paranoid,
.jpg/240px-Gucci_Mane_at_515_Alive_(cropped_portrait).jpg "Gucci Mane")
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