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 real big Stackin double see the so big I to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money 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! G's in my Gucci bag So if you look at me wrong do yo' ass Uhh, Gucci Mane, I'm the and butter Run trap, sell crack, spread your hustle Uhh, pockets than Oprah Winfrey Gucci Mane I'm the baller of the century Uhh, iced out Babe an' them I can sell mo' records than an' them Uhh, Gucci Mane a cocky fella I make it so you better get'cha umba-rella Uhh, and my is on another level Clusters of and they brush together Uhh, why you so much shit? Yo bitch, I'm so rich
Okay white like Michael Jackson Bust the shit out the rubber then I to trappin Gucci Mane got the lone Run stack for the midget nigga with me, uhh say he short a couple stacks The diamond chain on my neck is doin jacks, uhh Yo' money short like Webb Bend down broke nigga need help, uhh My money talkin like Gucci Mane I a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh don't {?} C-D-S Still moves, thuggin with S-Y-S, uhh All my better be whippin up J's the ash scrubs when we pick it up, uhh And me and Cad in a Yellow diamonds got me lookin a bumblebee, uhh
Gucci got a plug, for the face Got them ki's, I call 'em chicken wangs Got the gangster peas, I call 'em collard We got them ex pills, we call 'em mayne Gucci on the grind, catch me at the Got some jumpin out the damn pot Get some water, it's too damn hot All I for Christmas is the dopeman knot Hustle harder, be We eat when I bring it out the water 36 O's, for the 17 Five for the drive,