A real street nigga will never ever call 12 I still don't give a fuck how a fuckboy feel How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real? I do it so big I make a hater feel little I can't tell you why they hating but I have an idea You never liked

Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I And let it swang, swang, swang, swang Let it swang,

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 GucciGucci

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane On a choppa rant I think I'm 'bout to lose it man In the trap still countin' change Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame What’s Gucci my nigga? What’s Louis my killa? I feel like I can’t follow in nobody footstep

Bipolar with the check (bipolar) I just put somethin' crazy 'round my neck (bipolar) I just might go crazy with my bitch (bipolar) I just put somethin' crazy 'round my neck (bipolar, yeah) Bipolar, man I keep on switchin' whips (bipolar) Go crazy with

Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang!) Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang Spend ten racks on a new chain My bitch love do cocaine, ooh I fuck a bitch, I forgot her name I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring Rather go and buy Balmains

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,

Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie I'm trappin' out the law, serving rich ass junkies In the six, getting it off, serving rich ass junkies Ridin' 'round the city serving rich ass junkies Diamonds on my neck, rich ass junkies Ha, everybody know one Wrist on

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

Oh my gosh, back at it again (back at it) In the kitchen whippin', I'm rappin' again (whippin') Keep on playin' bitch, then I'm stabbin' your friend (woo) I'm in the hood, they think I'm back trappin' again (trappin') (woo) All my grizzy niggas