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R.G.

Mystikal

Rich Gang

2013

Double-R with your bitch, mane
With that top off and that drop head, pull up on 'em, they drop dead
Niggas talkin' that bird shit, when them birds came,

I'm untamed, bitch, I'ma bear

I up the chop, I'm swinging this bitch side to side like bad bitch hair,
Last thing he heard was, brr, like Gucci Mane

I see him in his Button down 
Everything Gucci 
He said he had his bands up 
Like king louie 
I said i need a boss nigga 
Like Gucci mane 
One know

involved.

Dragon is up.
Thanos onboard.
Bad to the bone.

With a little bit of klaus in my heart.

Pull d game up by d loophole.
Watch me give d game

the heat (yeah)
Codes, abide by it, niggas gon' get torched for tryna reach (uh huh)
Fuck that drive-byin', hop up out that car and get on feet
Call me once,

Who is Malcolm with no Penn Davis
No album no apple playlist
No Al Covani just Alex
He never picked up a camera
I never picked up a pen and I never got

can't tell me what to do
Had to get her off of face time
She was fucking up my cool
In the booth
I act a fool
By myself
I'm rolling two
Doing what i'm

frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here
Highbridge stand the fuck up, yeah
Canada!

Uh, live from

I'm chargin' my cell
It's hard to be iced up with Gucci
God poverty's real I can't fight you
'Cause you would sue me niggas be groupies

I see imitators

that you know
They gon' be running my miles (Right!)
On my first day out
I was sipping lemonade (Woah!)
Shorty how you been?
Aye, bitch I'm Gucci Mane

a movement but all I gotta say is please free
my nigga gucci im soulja boy tell and my
life is a movement but all I gotta say is mane free my nigga gucci

Cos her boyfriend's up
New age rapper
Blew up on TikTok
Claims he's a gangster
But the album flopped
Guess it wasn't drip enough
Label's dropped him

get em first
Big pimpin 50 racks up in
My bit designer purse
Diamonds sittin so icey like Gucci
Mane they yelling brrrrr
Bitch I’m way cooler 600 shots

that man I get to the bag
But that nigga Shadow...
He hit me up...
He said Dub man lets
Gon head and drop this tape on em...
I said shit lets get to it

Patek or the Rich when I go out (Hold on)
Stone cold killer rockin' Goyard (Goyard)
Stone cold killer rockin' Gucci
New Jack City servin' Pooky (What?)

know what's going on over there
Ruger

Keep talkin', I'ma hang you by your tongue
Off the Def Jam building, wait for the cops to come
Little bum, fuck

Rubber Band, All-American
Serve that metric scale, with the government
I’m in yo’ ‘hood, it’s me and Uncle Sam
Cliqued up, ship dope to the gutter, mane

Creepin' on a come up I got fam that need some funding
I'm ducking for the drugging and sipping that tussin and bloating up my stomach
I need the D,

of that Gucci, Ray gotta get paid too
Didn't I talk about my faith in
God when it was unpopular
Everybody was hating chance went and did it
Now it's so

Mad at God at my brother apartment Paralyzed woke up from surgery with My dreads cut now I don't match my Album cover wtf
Come back Keith turnt to drama

beat was produced by Rob the Vikang

I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang

to blame
Came up planting  seeds
With my G's
Came up on steez through these trees
These 34 st homies would bleed
At anybody who came for me

That's me guilty

bitch up, brick by brick
I might join the squad call Gucci mane quick
Make your hoe trade your life for a piece of my dick
She a fiend for that shit, I

watch the time as it ticks by
I'm stuck in my ways
I never take the time of the day to say what's up
So what's up
Yeah yeah, what's up?

She said Drake