My bitch came off a boat, boat, boat, boat (mwah) I'm never goin' broke, broke, broke, broke (hah) It look like we sellin' dope, dope, dope, dope (wow) Fur coat on, I'm the goat, goat, goat, goat (burr, burr, burr) My foot on niggas' throat, throat,

Money keep on callin' me, callin' me (Money) Money keep on callin' me (Yes) Money keep on callin' me, uh (Money) Feel like money keep following me, yeah (Money) Money keep on callin' me (What?) Money keep on callin' me (Yeah) Money keep on callin' me

It may seem like our fire Has been a little burnt out we're tired We only need to stay close In time, sparks will fly (And we fly too, and we, and we And we fly too) Baby you deserve the whole enchilada Gucci and Prada Toast to the days when I didn't

Two pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words Undertaker car, triple black drop bird Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine" It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane and Waka Flame We flying, we

Baby, I know you better Yeah, you know no better Say you different, who you kidding? Baby, I know, I know no better Dime qué vamo' a hacer Que hoy yo te quiero ver Gucci, también Chanel Lo que tú me pidas, bebé

Firing at niggas, I'm firing at niggas I'm firing at niggas outside I feel like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds Don't care if it's nine hundred niggas outside I'm coming out firing at niggas Firing at niggas I hear sirens, I'm firing I'm firing

Niggas tryna buy my style, but it ain't in the mall That shit look like a mall My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall My closet designer down, that shit look like a mall (s'Gucci) My bitch act so boujee, now she don't even like the mall

Gucci, Gucci Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?) Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had) Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis) Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis) I got 'em all singin'

Can I be your main squeeze Gucci please, tell me that you love me Tell me that you love me, Gucci Gucci Gucci please Tell me that you love me can I be your main squeeze Tell me that you love me, tell me tell me Gucci please Gucci please, Gucci Gucci

But I was the one servin' all the J's I fathered the style, gave you all the wave But I didn't get nothin' for Father's Day I was the one cookin' all the yay I was the one cookin' all the yay (it's Gucci) I fathered the style, gave you all the wave (day)