Gucci (Gucci Mane) Big Cat, (Big Cat, Laflare) get it (let's get it)
Half a in a pyrex pot to make me a dope boy knot Two pounds and I'm like big Stackin double see the so big I gots to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my up Gots to get it, to get it, gots to run my money up [3X]
Uhhhhh! I'm goin on a Mane like Gotti I'm the Dapper Don Uhhhhh! Hundred G's in my bag So if you look at me wrong do yo' ass Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the and butter Run trap, sell crack, nigga your hustle Uhh, pockets fatter Oprah Winfrey Gucci Mane I'm the baller of the century Uhh, out like Babe an' them I can sell mo' records Shade an' them Uhh, Gucci youse a cocky fella I make it rain so you better umba-rella Uhh, and my watch is on level Clusters of diamonds and they together Uhh, why you talkin so shit? Yo bitch, I'm so rich
Okay white like Michael Jackson Bust the shit out the rubber then I start to Gucci got the lone ticket Run stack for the midget nigga with me, uhh say he short a couple stacks The diamond on my neck is doin jumpin jacks, uhh Yo' money short Spud Webb Bend down broke nigga need help, uhh My money talkin like Gucci Mane I a Friday 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 Yellow diamonds got me like a bumblebee, uhh
Gucci got a plug, for the face Got them quarter ki's, I call 'em wangs Got the gangster peas, I call 'em collard We got them ex pills, we call 'em skitters on the grind, catch me at the spot Got cocaine jumpin out the damn pot Get some cool water, it's too hot All I want for is the dopeman knot harder, be smarter We gon' eat when I bring it out the 36 O's, for the 17 for the drive, 17-5