Gucci Mane — Gwops

[Verse] Yeah, it's the kid Gucci mane he's a problem It's that boy gucci gucci ima robber He got that bar on his neck, I know it cost a whole lotta bricks, damn Wop, coming back country, in my front pocket, in the car Gucci Mane La Flare, why you rock like that Gator belt, gator shoes, where you shop at Gator hat, gator top on my new Dawn Got six square 12's in my God damn truck Glennwood to the flat, where I make my stacks And the Pyrex pot, where I cook my crack They're lost yesterday, but I got right back I'm 80 G's up, makin' all them stacks He say he got a [?] 13, then prove it He say he got a [?] 13, then prove it Bring ya somethin' back and see how quick I move it Sick wrist, diamonds, I'm sure gon' use it Sixes on the Chevy eights on my Buick Put it in the pot and then make it threw it The trappers in the ghetto who I influence I bet ya baby brother love all my music Gucci Mane La Flare, dawg, he so hot Got a blue yellow watch 'cause I'm Jacob [?] Got a yellow [?] yellow [?], he so hot Gucci Mane La Flare, baby I think not I'ma get me some chops then I bend his spot I heard OJ got all them blocks If you rob OJ then you takin' from me And I don't think you wanna be takin' from me Take it from the booth or take it from the street AK-47, fifty fuckin people with me It'll break a nigga limb, it'll chop down a tree Make a nigga radiate, straight overheat Gotta 35-7 you don't know about me Got a general ridin' [?] key A German fuckin' rifle with a [?] I'll show them pussy niggas 'bout fuckin' with me Got the whole neighborhood wanna shout with me Got the East Atlanta niggas roll the cops for me Got them boys and their niggas wanna shop with me Gucci Mane La Flare, what you charge per P? Gucci with the charger with the good sixteen You wanna kilo, man, it's sixteen Got the white girl and the good ass green Got the purple lean and the nothin' fatter [?] It's Gucci, my collar poppin', Gucci I'm goin' shoppin' And I'm knockin' numbers I'm ridin' the Hummer I'm smokin' bubble Gang is in trouble, flex and burnin rubber Cartoon characters, Gucci Mane is a character Gucci Mane is so arrogant, man I'm just braggin So braggadocios, heavy with the smokin' White in color diamonds shinin' like lotion Two days goin' the boy still rollin' Go and tell the body that bankroll foldin' Ain't no Paul Wall, bitch the grill so golden Mr. Florida diamonds, got me shinin' like Nelly I'm pissin' on your bitch, like my name R. Kelly Wanna unit dog, you can hit me on my celly I sold a hundred fifty CD's already Get this book or war record One tape, one mic, Gucci gon' grace ya