Gucci (Gucci Mane) Big Cat, (Big Cat, Laflare) get it (let's get it)
Half a in a pyrex pot Tryin to make me a dope boy Two pounds and I'm like big Stackin double see the so big I gots to get it, to get it, gots to run my money up Gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up
Uhhhhh! I'm on a Trap-A-Thon Gucci Mane like I'm the Dapper Don Uhhhhh! G's in my Gucci bag So if you at me wrong I'ma do yo' ass Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the bread and Run trap, sell crack, spread your hustle Uhh, fatter than Oprah Winfrey Gucci Mane I'm the baller of the fuckin Uhh, iced out Babe an' them I can sell mo' than Shade an' them Uhh, Mane youse a cocky fella I make it so you better get'cha umba-rella Uhh, and my watch is on level of diamonds and they brush together Uhh, why you talkin so shit? Yo bitch, I'm so rich
Okay somethin white Michael Jackson the shit out the rubber then I start to trappin Gucci got the lone ticket Run for the midget nigga fuck with me, uhh Shawty say he short a stacks The diamond on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh Yo' money like Spud Webb Bend down nigga broke nigga help, uhh My money talkin like Gucci Mane I make a out of Wednesday, uhh Phone {?} C-D-S Still moves, thuggin with S-Y-S, uhh All my shows better be up J's keep the ash scrubs when we it up, uhh And me and Cad in a diamonds got me lookin like a bumblebee, uhh
Gucci got a plug, for the square Got quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken wangs Got the peas, I call 'em collard greens We got them ex pills, we 'em skitters mayne Gucci on the grind, me at the spot Got some cocaine jumpin out the pot Get some cool water, it's too hot All I want for is the dopeman knot harder, be smarter We eat when I bring it out the water 36 O's, for the 17 Five for the drive,