[Intro: Gucci Mane Talking] Who it is? Who is this? Oh that's whatcha-ma-call-it Nigga, this Guwop nigga Oh, oh that's Guwop! Shut the fuck up nigga Slap the shit out you nigga I said it's Guwop nigga, Turn Up Aye Man Keep it pimpin'
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I think one too many blunts today Too many beers now I’m drunk today I drunk a pint of lean so I'm wasted mayne I got that gangsta in nigga you can taste it mane I'm Servin, I'm Servin All of my niggas be Servin Pull up to the curb, curb service Whatchu want nigga we working I’m Servin , I'm Servin Come through in my Bentley I’m swerving Hoes say I look better in person Maybach ima close the fuckin curtains
[Gucci Mane Talking] What's Happnin' It's Guwop The legend Shout out to Zone 6 It's Big Gucci Diamonds hittin' so hard You see me I know you hear me That strong in, I know you smell me Yall niggas some fuck niggas, I know you tellin And I don't need ya, cause I'm a felon.
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Touch down in ya city where the pass at Where the pass at??? you make a nigga laugh black Need a pass for you nigga, you'll get blast at You just a mid-grade nigga like my last pack I'm just a money makin' nigga you can call ASCAP You waiting on me to fall you need to wait on your income tax check I got so much money I left the mall with every damn bitch And for the Panthers raise your arm up then you make a balled fist They moved my nigga so far away cause they say he was high risk His folks can't even come down to see him, barely can pay they damn rent And now he frustrated, incarcerated and it got us all tense And if them folks try to give me forty ima jump the damn fence
[Bridge] I'm chargin $3900 for it I got them bags in $850 you know I got that swag in I got that mexican weed them bricks you know that trash shit And all you gotta do is drive this shit to Athens Bricks Squad in this bitch we known for takin' I got a couple more 'dem squares they goin to Macon I'mma stop by savannah then augusta And im a multimillionare but im from custer
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane] These niggas tryna hold me back But a nigga can't never hold me back Gucci Mane ima get up ima walk round and ima get me a stack Walk around with these thigh pads Damn my nigga that my bad That you broke so damn fast Had the same chance that I had You feel bad but im not sad You can talk trash but I moved on Three homes, ten phones Tell me where did it go wrong All the money that I have Aka that’s my stash Nigga try to take my cash Bet the nigga gon' die fast 50 bands in the brand new pants Take $5000 and I wipe my ass Gucci Mane fear no man I’m a tough guy like Conan Mojo my right hand And R.I.P. to my dope man I know he lookin down from Heaven.
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