Lyrics

Gucci Mane a bachelor, bitch So don't get too attached to this We balling on these haters And these niggas missing practices My top, I just subtracted it The life we live ain't average Me and trouble smoking Cali bitch We back to back, no marriages And I'm pouring Hen, dog Balling on a daily basis Duct Tape and Brick Squad Put that in these haters faces They ain't pouring Activis You niggas can't compare to this Swerving in each lane No question I'm smashing shit It's Big Gucci you ain't got to gas me I'm a predicate, you ain't got to ask me I'm on a whole nother level than you other guys And like Domino's I deliver pies And I deliver fries, them hollows and extended clips And I deliver fires i know SooWoo homies who set trip Leave you wet like my tip, after hoes get off me All bout that action, no flexing, niggas be blasting for talk I get money like everyday Really ain't got no time to play Try to take mine you wanna lay Fuck me what you wanna say I get money like everyday I tote bar like everyday Put that shit in these haters face I get money like everyday I'm drinking on that mean purp Blades make the street hurt Make a bitch dance til her feet hurt Brick squad and Duct Tape increasing the murder rate Everybody knows that we got cheap work And they got cheap purp, kush, mead and the beans Not mean but you got to knock on the screen first Then let the door swing, choppers all he seen first Sosa posted with the beam, knock you out the screen first Yeah, I tote them racks with me like everyday I might leave a trail, all this mail playa Ballin's got my True Religion look like thighpads And my crew has on like an iPad Ready to touch you in every position, like you're unlocking the code Don't whip up to me too quickly, get to unlocking that??? Get to cock backin them 4's, He was never seen no mo' Me, Gucci, Ali, and Sosa was locked ready to blow
Writer(s): Nathaniel Clarkson, Clayton Morander Brown, Gordon Mulrain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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