Blow the Deposit (feat. Gucci Mane)

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up Nothin' but shooters on my roster Ain't worried about no stick up I'm the one that do the robbin' Gucci print stamped on my jeans With all my profit in my pocket Too much money for a wallet And I ain't made it to college But still can hit up Johnny Smack the bank, blow the deposit Hit the gas, I'm on they ass I'm leavin' everything behind me Got bands in bank accounts I was just hidin' cash in the closet I'm with Gucci, that 1017, you know I'm water faucet Hit the hood, I hide my face Stay far away from paparazzi Gucci shoes with the Versace Fizzle drippin', no hibachi We got hot bowls of exotic If you need it, Fizzle got it I can really be your plug All we gotta do is like ya I do features for them bowls If you want some, come cop it Ayy, in a hot car, better not stop it Next re-up, I'ma triple the profit They knowin' BiC Fizzle a problem Trillionaire mindset, plus he'll rob you Ain't breaking shit down, come cop it Girls as soon as we spot 'em, we got 'em As soon as we can, we follow 'em N-nothin' but shooters on my roster Ain't worried about no stick up I'm the one that do the robbin' Gucci print stamped on my jeans (Gucci) With all my profit in my pocket Too much money for a wallet And I ain't made it to college But still can hit up Johnny Smack the bank, blow the deposit (go) Blowin' money ain't a thing 'Cause I got millions put away (yeah) All these Hellcats pulling up Please don't get hit with a skray (grrah) I'ma Boulder Crest Alum I graduated from the Ye (skrrt) Used to pull up for the tre I'm the coach, I call the play (yeah) Know I'm all about deposits I don't really do withdrawals (no) Heard he tattled on the gang So we hang him by his balls (eh) Junior, how we late to class? We shootin' dice all in the hall Free my dogs behind the wall Know they need me, they can call Shoutout Fizzle We so proud that my nigga graduated Just like LeBron, straight out of high school Took the pros and dominated (well, damn) Tried to lock me down, but fuck 'em I came out and elevated (true) I went from sellin' grams in Gresham Now I'm Grammy-nominated (it's Gucci) Ain't worried about no stick up I'm the one that do the robbin' Gucci print stamped on my jeans With all my profit in my pocket Too much money for a wallet And I ain't made it to college But still can hit up Johnny Smack the bank, blow the deposit Bl-blow the deposit Bl-blow the deposit