Lyrics:
Nigga just killed TyeTye
Caught him slipping in a drive-by
We so surprise, his mama in tears
Somebody gon' die now
His baby mama she been crazy
She
Wrapped up wit fruti
All dem bitches gotta go
I stepped up my visuals
Mo diamonds dan yo jeweler hoe
Gucci mane so icey got mo diamonds dan a jewelry
[Gucci Mane]
I'm so f-cking dumb I wear diamonds on my thumbs,
There's a diamond on my d-ck so theres a diamond on her tongue,
I can't feel you baby
shit up
Yeah let’s get a lil tipsy
Shawty is a freak and she back that shit up
Roll me one blunt and go pass me my cup
Bitch when I'm sipping don't ask
belt
Y'all should go to the doctor Hatin bad for ya health
I be grinding by my lonely goin ham no bologna want the cheese macaroni on my grind like
Bitch I'm sacked up
Bitch I'm racked up
Bitch I'm stacked up
('Cause I'm a drummer)
Quiet, quiet, quiet
I Rock Gucci, Louis, Prada
Niggas
already know she want that sauce cause
I feel so high, I can't let a minute go by when I'm with you (when I'm with you)
Said when I'm with you, oh no no
She said that I've been fired
On to the next one
More fish in the sea
Girls are like buses
Miss one, Next fifteen, one comin'
Gucci Mane crazy
Grab it by the tip, put it in now I'm slidin'
Palm Angel tee, got the hoes wanna touch me
If I let a b***h spend the night, then she lucky
Walk up in
Call me Gucci Mane when I'm on the stage with you
But call me Jessie James when I hold this damn pistol
You can call me Gucci gu-ap when I do a song
Turn a nigga lifeline to a song a bridge and a hook
He was gangster online, but in person,
Mane that nigga shook
Get em
Get em
Get em CLVLND
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Nothin' but shooters on my roster
Ain't worried 'bout no stick up, I'm the one that do the robbin'
Gucci print
to go
I can't even fade 'em
Yeah, so what you gon' do, man?
I oughtta bust 'em in the back of they head
Bust 'em in the back of they head
For those lies
idol, Instagram model
Drankin' out the bottle, heard she like to swallow
Gucci Mane a model, snakes all on my collar
Brand new Winnebago, lay low with
best to keep 'em at a distance and blind (mane)
My potna killed my other potna
(Stay focused, stay solid Lil bro)
it fucked up my mind frame
All that
service announcement
Brought to you by joey bunz
Tha manager for jluke
Tha wait is over
He here now
Are you ready?
Get em jluke
Im here now
Tell my
club up
Somebody tell the DJ that I love her
Go 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, it's needed
Eyes firey, cry tears to my diary
Sometimes a Xanny bar can't help you fight back the anxiety
I go to my "love" quietly, teardrops
know we don't play
Weed in my system, high as hell so I wake up in the sky, Gucci Mane
Like a private school, I got bands on me I've been counting since
click on demand (love 'em)
Ayy, free my young niggas, let them out the can (free 'em)
Play with big Wop and you know it gon' go down
People don't trust
out work mane he love to cop bricks
But my youngin don’t get high
Niggas tryna act stingy with money no hands on the table I had to go get mine’s
so fly like I'm up and flying... Like I'm up and flying
But you can't stop me like the cops behind me
On that Gucci Mane bumpin Trap God
Since
froze mane
I told em I'm chosen
Showed em how to throw flames
Metaphors
Word play
Smooth talking
BIG GAME
Showed em how to press forward
Even in the face
If not look at the chain got bodies just off the fame
Ima dog no gucci mane these cartie’s look at da frames
They like this lil nigga lit yeah that boy
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