Wop huh go
Redid my grill in july that b**h like fourth of july (Damn)
Flyin' my wrist to dubai might just stay fly the new fives (Yup)
I put your pop on fox five (Pop) mr eleven alive
My hood bang b's like a hive (Wow) they might shoot dice with your life
It's suicide you try gucci (It's Gucci) you must be stupid or high (Huh)
You must be death struck or depressed 'cause you know you gonna die (Pow pow)
I'm an ape out a cage i'ma die of old age (Wow)
N**a this me i'm so paid i get 'em whacked on the stage (Shh)
Get him stripped in the studio like a ho on the stage (Go go)
Gucci mane and 1017 we got the crowd in a rage
Mr moreland avenue i trick your boy at the blaze (Guwop)
That was back in the day but i'm still stuck in my ways (It's Gucci)
We put your homeboy on a shirt we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n**a in the dirt and i know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where i'm from you get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church smoke a opp like he was perc' (It's Gucci)
We put your homeboy on a shirt we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n**a in the dirt and i know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where i'm from you get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church smoke a opp like he was perc'
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide (Ah)
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide (Ah)
Say i stop the clock release the shocks i'm '90s baby crater rock (Woo)
Forgot to hold myself we pick it up i can't control myself (Uh uh)
It's bad that i'm the b**h who with the shit i know the hurt they felt
Diamond grills come from the field you know my young niggas be holdin' that
Take one take one take two they feelin' blue got benji flippin' benjicoot (Who)
And he be playin' peek a boo i see you n**a look at you
I'm so icy in the summer i'm so icy in the winter (Brr)
I'm so icy like a comma 1017 in all black sprinters (Skrrt)
Know i only f**k with winners ayy vc learnin' straight beginner (Uh)
I'm a cold hearted b**h (Uh) hurt your feelings got you pissed (Uh)
Suck your soul snatch your kids have you runnin' slit your wrists
Ain't no tellin' when i'm lit i bust your head down with your sticks
We put your homeboy on a shirt we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n**a in the dirt and i know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where i'm from you get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church smoke a opp like he was perc' (It's Gucci)
We put your homeboy on a shirt we gon' sell it like it's merch
Put that n**a in the dirt and i know your feelings hurt
You can't come to where i'm from you get robbed or you get murked
If you scared then go to church smoke a opp like he was perc'
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide (Ah)
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide
Ooh ah boy you know you not gon' slide (Ah)
