Gucci (Gucci Mane) Big Cat, (Big Cat, Laflare) get it (let's get it)
Half a brick in a pot Tryin to make me a boy knot Two pounds and I'm real big Stackin double see the so big I gots to get it, to get it, gots to run my money up to get it, gots to get it, gots to run my money up [3X]
Uhhhhh! I'm goin on a Gucci 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, Mane, I'm the bread and butter Run trap, sell crack, nigga your hustle Uhh, pockets fatter than Oprah Mane I'm the baller of the fuckin century Uhh, iced out like an' them I can sell mo' records Shade an' them Uhh, Gucci Mane youse a fella I make it so you better get'cha umba-rella Uhh, and my watch is on level of diamonds and they brush together Uhh, why you so much shit? Yo bitch, I'm so rich
Okay somethin white like Jackson Bust the shit out the rubber then I to trappin Gucci got the lone ticket Run stack for the midget nigga fuck me, uhh Shawty say he a couple stacks The diamond chain on my is doin jumpin jacks, uhh Yo' money short like Spud down nigga broke nigga need help, uhh My talkin like Dikembe Mane I make a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh Phone {?} C-D-S makin moves, thuggin with S-Y-S, uhh All my shows be whippin up J's keep the ash 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 square Got quarter ki's, I call 'em chicken wangs Got the gangster peas, I call 'em collard We got them ex pills, we call 'em skitters Gucci on the grind, catch me at the Got some cocaine out the damn pot Get cool 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,