Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you Aw yeah, it's enormous It's It's enormous (yeah) It's enormous (enormous, yeah) It's enormous (yeah, yeah) It's enormous Ace of Spades, Onyx Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah I know soul, soul

I'm a beat it up He can lay you down But I'm a beat it up It's It's 4 in the mornin' She callin' my phone She wanna be grown We gone get it on She said that she lonely Cause hes never around

A igloo full of snow and a white stove House full of naked hoes snortin' blow It's It's so lonely at the top, plus its real cold A house full of hoes and they cookin' blow I'm in Zone 6 a.k.a. the North Pole Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert It's It's the

Niggas pistol popping like it's it's nineteen ninety nine I was nine maybe ten, then again never mind Press rewind, back in time before rappers dropping dimes Trap or die, choppin' pies with cliche's all in they rhymes That was Gucci, Prada and anything

Iced out chain (yeah) Iced out ring (yeah) Yeah she love my diamonds That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit) Foreign bitch with me (huh?) She do anything White diamonds on my wrist Bitch it's it's Gucci Gang (yeah) Ooh, Lil Pump, yuh

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 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

I'm hearing shooters loading pistols while I'm brushing my teeth I get so many death threats it's it's getting normal to me But I bend don't break, I don't ask just take Black gloves, black tape and I don't play nor pray Wake up and take a piss, I hear 'em

Dream, it's a young nigga dream, yeah Nigga act so tough it's it's startin' scene In blue flame, yeah the trap god throwing green rain Nice guy, mean chain, pull up in a cream Range Orange seats, orange feet, what do all that orange mean? Big Guwop home I

Hope it's it's no hard feelings (No hard feelings, hard feelings, hard feelings) I broke so many hearts Hope it's it's no hard feelings Southside on the track, yeah Evil Genius Gucci season Brrr! Brrr! Haha Guwop, wizop

I just wanna party We blowin' smoke in the air, drinkin' ice cold beer Got ya girl in my ear sayin' Go white girl, its ya birthday Yelawolf mane and Gucci Yeah (burr) Holleratche mane So I got this twelve pack (burr) Got ya girl in my ear sayin', I just