Gucci Mane - Delusions of Grandeur Album Lyrics

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Bussdown

Wop
The OG
Yeah (burr)
I just spent like seven million on rings (seven, seven)
I got like eight Rolls Royces in my house right now
Shit gettin' outrageous
Damn
I see you copycats out there
Yeah, I'm feeling myself, uh (burr, burr)

Ain't no way I'm squashing my beefs like Drake and Meek (nah)
'Cause blood done got spilled on the street, that shit was deep
Survival of the fittest, the weakest, they gettin' eaten
Department of Corrections, civilians, they gettin' treated
Sorry to the mamas and papas I made weep (mama)
God, thank you for the mama and papa that made me (pop)
I don't like makin' no promise, I can't keep it (nope)
I don't f*ck with none of these niggas, that's no secret (nah)
I don't f*ck with holmes, and holmes don't like me (who, me?)
You could never cancel the gang, we too deep (it's Gucci)
I killed the parking lot, I been wanted for ten weeks (alright)
I pray 'fore I sleep, then sleep with my heat
Predators nothing but prey, you ask me (huh?)
Niggas get shot every day on GP (Gresham)
So fly, I touch down, I still ain't touch ground (ground)
Since I'm the emperor, rock emerald cuts now (emerald cuts)
Count so much money, got paper cuts now
All kind of plain Janes, all bustdowns (bling)
Same nigga wouldn't even trust your born round
Home invader hunt like we huntin' Saddam down
Room raider, traitors can't put they guns down (boom)
Don't let this shit go over your head, I dumb it down
Finesse town, he paid for a bale, he got a pound (f*ck)
Like 8Ball said, "y'all pussies all lay it down" (pussy)

Ha ha, yeah
It's Wop, burr
I'm richer, more handsome, more healthy, more cocky
Wrist more rocky, yeah
Money longer, bread stronger
My bitch badder, I got more stamina
My stash done got bananas, damn
I need to stop it, man
I'm getting delusional, bipolar, schizophrenic with the money
Wop
Bustdown, bustdown
Bustdown, bustdowns, bustdowns
Bustdowns, bustdowns, bustdowns
Bustdowns, bustdowns, bustdowns

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Backwards

(feat. Meek Mill)

(Zaytoven) Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane, Gucc' (Gucc') (Yeah)
Wizop there, Wizop there, Wizop there
Wizop there, Wizop there (Guwop)
Gucci there, Gucci there, Gucci there
Gucci, Guwop, oh that Gucc' (Gucc') (Guwop)
(It's Gucci)

God keep coverin' me with drip, I think He tryna smother me
They stopped me at the border, had too many felonies
I'm splashin', I ain't even drippin'
Laughin', I ain't even trippin'
I'm crashin', I ain't even dissin'
Heard he dropped somethin', I ain't even listen
No one realer, triller, street gorilla
I pull up like Chauncey Billups
Nigga, don't gas me, I don't need a fill-up
Took her off and make her suck my dick till she hiccup
Wild nigga slim like a bicycle rim
But his bank obese and the pockets on chubby
Hit up like head-cold just like Lovett
Thuggin' in public, these hoes love it
I double and triple, quadruple your budget
Baseball money like David Justice
Whole load sold, I ain't even touched it
On that orange kush, damn, the room so musty
Most of you rappers all style, no substance
Big ol' rock on, they disgust me
Niggas talk but never touch me
Broke haters can't tell me nothin'
(F*ck 'em)

Yeah, this that Meek Mill 'n' Gucci Mane
Young nigga swim through evidence
Then can come right back through, like a boomerang
Louis and Saint Laurent drip, ooh
Pimp on these bitches like Pootie Tang
He wanna be by that bitch but we all f*ckin' her
So he don't know who to blame
She want a check from me, huh
She gotta check for me, huh
F*ckin' the two baddest bitches on Instagram
They on the ecstasy, hey
Diamonds like faucet, I got the sauce
I mix up the recipe
Before all this rappin' shit, I was a trapper
The block gon' invest in me
Woah, jumped off the porch
I got a Porsche, too many hitters
They can extort, I take that mill' to the table, no fork
Then split it up with my dawgs like divorce
They shot at us, it was by force
We shot at them, they went to court
I don't wan' be with these niggas no more
I cannot be with these niggas no more
Shorty says she only f*ck trappers
Ended up f*ckin' with a rapper
Damn, bitch, how you go on backwards?
Diamonds all froze like Alaska
That ain't even none of my business
Put your face down and your ass up
I ain't preachin' to you like the pastor
I'ma keep runnin' these bands up, yeah

Bands up, bands up, bands up, bands up
Bands up, bands up, bands up
All these diamonds on me make me handsome
Shorty f*ckin' on me like a dancer
Bands up, bands up, bands up, bands up
Bands up, bands up, bands up, bands up
Went from a trapper to a rapper
Damn, bitch, how you go on backwards?

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Special

Wop
Murda
Murda on the beat so it's not nice

I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (burr)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (yeah)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (Wop)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (woo)
I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (yeah)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (no)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (it's Gucci)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (woah)

My glow up is amazing, a new level, I leveled (I leveled)
Tee Grizzley, "First Day Out," I made a hit, no effort (Grizz)
My money dirty, Diddy, get the shovel, embezzle (take that)
They see me, know they got to step it up, they better (burr)
New Rolls Royce, the paint yellow, it came with umbrella (rain)
Like Cinderella, they think I was born with cheddar (sheesh)
Shoot 'em ebony, I gave her bands, they stuck together (racks)
Let's f*ck all night like dogs, bitch, let's get stuck together (wow)

I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (burr)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (yeah)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (Wop)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (woo)
I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (yeah)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (no)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (it's Gucci)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (go)

My skin my logo, my flesh make me special, God bless you (yeah)
Don't need no Gucci clothes to make me special, I'm extra (no)
I been knew from long time that I was special on Gresham (special)
I wiped the plug's nose twice, yeah, I finessed him and stretched him (achoo)
They locked me up, they tried to cage up the kid to test him
My connect met me, first day, put me on, that's special (got 'em)
I'm big Guwop I never been a regular degular (no)
My college loan, I flipped it, trapped the whole semester (skrrt)

I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (burr)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (yeah)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (Wop)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (woo)
I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (yeah)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (no)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (it's Gucci)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (woah)

Y no este' roncando en la' cancione' (brr)
Que usté' no se atreven a decir na' de lo que yo digo cabrón (¿Ah?)
Usté' lo que viven e' asusta'o (jaja, brr)
Real hasta la muerte, ¿oí'te, cabrón?

200 mil en el Richard y cien el AP, lambebicho yo soy especial (especial)
300 mil en la Lambo y 200 el Rolls Royce, yo ni sé dónde me vo' a parquear (jaja)
Lo' cucubano en neone' (Neone')
En ocho mese' hice veinte millone' (¡Uy!)
Y lo' draco' lo' tengo pinta'o camuflaje, fulete pa' to' esto' cabrone' (brr)
Y la' corta' en el jet y tenemo' lo' R disparando de tre' en tre' (Tre' en tre')
Y tenemo' la' Jordan, también la' LeBron, la' glopeta', to'a son 23 (brr)
Y el 47 en la mano (¿Ah?)
Lo' peine' son de banano (¿Ah?)
Y no' bajamo' disparando y matamo' a to' el mundo como Thanos, brr

I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (burr)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (yeah)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (Wop)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (woo)
I don't need diamonds to make me special, I'm special (yeah)
I don't need new clothes, I know I'm special, I'm special (no)
I'ma still be Wop without the extra, I'm extra (it's Gucci)
I was born broke but now I'm successful, I'm special (woah)

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ICE

It's Gucci
Ha
It's Drop Top, go

Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending (huh?)
FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what I'm spending (damn)
Take a couple seats 'cause this a couple tickets (facts)
I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted
They say I'm filthy rich, I told the judge, "yeah, I'm guilty"
F*ck my baby mama, I can't let no bitch extort me (no)
All this ice I'm rocking, pray to God they don't deport me (ice)
Fire with the f*ck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune

Copped the Z06 and then I set it on some Forgis
Lamb' truck came from Italy, my manager got it imported (on God)
We done set the city on fire the whole world call us arsons (damn)
Paint the Rolls Royce truck all blue, me and Baby ridin' down Slauson
Last year I signed for six M's, bitch, can't tell me nothin' (nope)
My new bitch look like K Kim, ass fat with no stomach (yeah)
Go all out 'bout that cash, yeah, chop his finger like Sunny
So all my foreigns go fast, yeah, drive the Urus like Sunny
My wrist cost a hundred, yeah, my life so iconic
Used to rock Armani, now it's Michael Amiri on Sundays (yeah)
I f*ck her and keep her cummin', got that pussy wet, drippin', runnin'
Spend a whole bag in London, I done really got used to this money (go)

Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending (huh?)
FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what I'm spending (damn)
Take a couple seats 'cause this a couple tickets (facts)
I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted
They say I'm filthy rich, I told the judge, "yeah, I'm guilty"
F*ck my baby mama, I can't let no bitch extort me (no)
All this ice I'm rocking, pray to God they don't deport me (ice)
Fire with the f*ck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune

I come from the trenches, now I'm ridin' in a foreign
Baby mama textin' paragraphs, I ignore it
And I ran a M up off a freestyle with no chorus
The drip shit, I pour it, that Hellcat, I floor it (skrrt)
They was hatin' on me, hit the dealership and crushed 'em
Bankroll too big, got me held up in customs
Money is the answer every time she ask questions
I got superpowers 'cross the globe, I can touch 'em
That's your girlfriend? I am sorry, we've been f*cking
Call another truck, come through like a bucket
I keep that FN, I go for nothing
If he out of line, get him dropped, end discussion (go)

Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending (huh?)
FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what I'm spending (damn)
Take a couple seats 'cause this a couple tickets (facts)
I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted
They say I'm filthy rich, I told the judge, "yeah, I'm guilty"
F*ck my baby mama, I can't let no bitch extort me (no)
All this ice I'm rocking, pray to God they don't deport me (ice)
Fire with the f*ck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune

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Love Thru the Computer

You know I've been searchin' for someone
I've been lookin', uh, for the perfect one
Who could share that special love with me
Mrs. Perfect
And your eyes have that glow
But she had that glow though
Could it be your face I see on my computer screen
Could it be?
Uh, yeah
Go

I was in the jail thinking 'bout problems
Like all the niggas, when I get out, I'ma rob 'em (Han)
Shit was hard, up and down, it was '09 (Nine)
Lookin' through this magazine, she was so fine
Pretty brown, black bitch what a draft pick
High, yellow thick chick with an accent (Yellow)
I told her, "I ain't ever seen another cuter" (No)
Good brain, she don't even need a tutor (Wow)
F*ck a shooter, I'll shoot a nigga shooter (Bah bah)
Long money, I don't even need a ruler (Wow)
A big dawg, I ain't even been a poodle (Grr)
So much ice on my bitch, she need a cooler (Brr, brr)
And I just stirred the P's like Luda (Like Luda)
But drop it low like you be doin' on that computer (Compu, compu)
You want a loan, get your love, I want computer love (Hah)
So drop it low and back it back like a computer does (Wow)

Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah, hey)
Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah)
Ooh, when we both logged on, I didn't wanna turn off
That's that computer love (Guwop)

Hit you up on the laptop (Laptop)
I told you meet me at the last spot, you went with me, fell in love
Didn't take long for you to gain my trust, no
With all that I've been through, you make it simple
I never thought I would meet an angel
Until I met you (You), until I met you (Go)

I'ma put you on the rocks (Bling)
Nobody f*ckin' with the Wops (Brr)
Baby give me all that she got
Share with me, we gon' throw it all in the pot (Hot, hot)
This the type of love more than physical (Hot)
When a king get a queen, he invincible (Han)
Fought the system every level, it was critical (Ha)
F*ck the feds, state, civil, and municipals (F*ck 'em)
Even then, through computers I was kissin' you (Mwah)
Remember through the computer, I would visit you (Me)
Daydreamin' 'bout us f*ckin' in your living room (Uh)
Doin' push ups 'cause I know you 'bout to visit soon (Grr)
I'm from the 6, I grew up in the worst trap (Zone)
I'm way too rich, babe, to fall for a thirst trap (Huh?)
Plus I know the grass ain't greener on the other side (No)
'Cause my house so big, I rarely see the other side (Wow)

Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah, hey)
Ooh, you can meet me, you can meet me on my laptop (Yeah)
Ooh, when we both logged on, I didn't wanna turn off
That's that computer love (Yeah)

Computer love, computer love
Computer love, comp- love
Computerized, digital love

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Proud of You

Wop
Burr, burr
Huh, yeah
Woah, Kenny

Like a preschooler, in my garage playing switcharoo (huh? What?)
I park the red one, put the yellow front of the blue (yellow, yellow, yellow)
I had the county blues, now every day I'm counting blues (mwah)
No lean in Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you
Accountants count it, two stacks so tall, got a mountain view (money)
My house so big, this bitch mistook it for the Fontainebleau (huh?)
First time I copped the D'Ussé, said, "Guwop, I'm so proud of you" (skrrt, skrrt)
Guwop still Trap God and they quote me more than Dr. Seuss (Wop)

I'm way richer than when I got out three years ago (I'm richer than y'all)
I freestyle, don't even write, don't even think no more (I ain't writin' down shit)
Put the lean down, I don't want it, I don't drink no more (lean, lean)
You ain't my friend, you ain't my round man, we can't link no more (f*ck my opps)
Ran out of places to tattoo, can't get no ink no more (no)
Fresh off parole, and I can't go back to the clink no more (no)
I had the county blues, now every day, I'm countin' blues (mwah)
No lean in Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you (Wop)

New clothing line, call it Delantic (Delantic, it's new, it's new)
My pinky ring sunk the Titanic (that's true, that's true, brr)
She say I'm fine, she threw her panties (wow)
The coldest nigga on the planet (brr, it's Wop, cold)
Coupe dropped the top, I call her Janet (you dirty bitch)
Them boys fell off, it's like they vanished (well damn, they broke)
Extendo tucked, this bitch gigantic (I up that shit)
I up the strap, them niggas panic (Wop)

I'm way richer than when I got out three years ago (I'm richer than y'all)
I freestyle, don't even write, don't even think no more (I ain't writin' down shit)
Put the lean down, I don't want it, I don't drink no more (lean, lean)
You ain't my friend, you ain't my round man, we can't link no more (f*ck my opps)
Ran out of places to tattoo, can't get no ink no more (no)
Fresh off parole, and I can't go back to the clink no more (no)
I had the county blues, now every day, I'm countin' blues (mwah)
No lean in Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you (Wop)

Guwop, I'm so proud of you
No lean in Mountain Dews, Guwop, I'm so proud of you

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Bottom

Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up
Tay Keith, Wop
Gucci, yeah
Tay Keith, wow
Wop, go

Shawty got a face like a model
And a frame like a Coke bottle
Big fat booty and it wobble
I'm tryna get to the bottom
Gwala got me walkin' with a waddle
Heard that pussy drippin' like water
I'ma be a genie in a bottle
And I'm tryna get to the bottom
El Gato got 'em drinkin' out the bottle
Twenty, fifty girls, it's a brothel
Pussy so good, it's a problem
I'ma try to get to the bottom
Drop my top in autumn
F*ck my opps, I shot 'em
Trick my plug, I got him
In the pot, fork scraping at the bottom

I ball out without a budget
Ring size as McDonald's nuggets
These bad bitches gotta love me
I'm gon' hit the bottom of it
Like Santa, I'm stocking stuffing
Dick rock hard, it's up to something
Work on me like Doc McStuffins
I'm geeked up like David Ruffin
Nobody can tell me nothing
'Til I hit her belly button
Her ex was a minute man
Two minutes, already done
Gucci Mane, I'm super rich
Bitch gotta be super thick
She pulled up, took off the trench
Nothin' on but some Louboutins
Beatin' it up, I'm talkin' shit
Bottom bitch, that's Gato bitch
All this dick, it got to fit
She gargled it and swallowed it
Slapped that ass, I left a print
She's lovin' it, it's obvious
Cocaine sex, I brought a brick
To numb out her esophagus

Shawty got a face like a model
And a frame like a Coke bottle
Big fat booty and it wobble
I'm tryna get to the bottom
Gwala got me walkin' with a waddle
Heard that pussy drippin' like water
I'ma be a genie in a bottle
And I'm tryna get to the bottom
El Gato got 'em drinkin' out the bottle
Twenty, fifty girls, it's a brothel
Pussy so good, it's a problem
I'ma try to get to the bottom
Drop my top in autumn
F*ck my opps, I shot 'em
Trick my plug, I got him
In the pot, fork scraping at the bottom

Down South hoe so cunning
Rain, sleet, snow, getting money
Lames keep calling her honey
She gon' play 'em all like dummies
When I put it in, she running
Probably put dick in her mommy
I'ma put the D in her tummy
Don't stop, hoe, keep cumming
Late night kissing and touching
Waterfall, she so gushy
Beat it from the side, she bustin'
I done fell in love with that pussy
Big booty and a smile, don't trust it
Millionaire drip, she crushin'
If a bitch suck me, she lucky
She a bad lil' bitch, she bucking

Shawty got a face like a model
And a frame like a Coke bottle
Big fat booty and it wobble
I'm tryna get to the bottom
Gwala got me walkin' with a waddle
Heard that pussy drippin' like water
I'ma be a genie in a bottle
And I'm tryna get to the bottom
El Gato got 'em drinkin' out the bottle
Twenty, fifty girls, it's a brothel
Pussy so good, it's a problem
I'ma try to get to the bottom
Drop my top in autumn
F*ck my opps, I shot 'em
Trick my plug, I got him
In the pot, fork scraping at the bottom

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Hands Off

Wop
Got, got it on smash
Bad lil', exotic
Hitmaka
OG Parker
Huh

Hands off of you (yeah)
I can't keep my hands off of you (her)
Hands off of you (you)
I can't keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (huh)
I can't keep my hands off of you (right now)
Hands off of you (beautiful, huh)
I can't keep my hands off you

Goddamn, you got a stance on you (well, goddamn)
I know it's rude, I keep glancin' at you (I know it's rude)
You gon' make me spend them bands on you (she gon' make me spend them bands)
Birkin bag, let you cop 'em by the two (go, go, by the two's?)
All these furs, Gucci shame on you (all these furs)
All this water on me, I feel like a pool (a lotta water)
You got me hot, I'ma need a fan soon (hot, hot, hot, hot)
All night sex, it's a full moon (oowhoo)
Wop, huh

Hands off of you (yeah)
I can't keep my hands off of you (her)
Hands off of you (you)
I can't keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (her)
I can't keep my hands off of you (huh)
Hands off of you (Guwooo)
I can't keep my hands off you

I want you all for me, I know I'm selfish (huh)
When you suck it with no hands, I feel so helpless (I'm selfish)
Told my dawgs hands off on you because you're percy
So all the purses that you rockin' must be Hermes (hands off)
All my diamonds clear as day, that shit be mad clean (Hermes)
So much designer every day they call it tagging (huh?)
You hear some wild cap in my rap, then come and smack me (it's Gucci)
Soon as my hoe see Big Papa she come attack me

Hands off of you (yeah)
I can't keep my hands off of you (her)
Hands off of you (you)
I can't keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (her)
I can't keep my hands off of you (huh)
Hands off of you (Guwooo)
I can't keep my hands off you

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Blind

Gato, ha
They come to my chart
Take my shit, you should post too
Ka, ba, gato

Firing at niggas, I'm firing at niggas
I'm firing at niggas outside
I feel like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm coming out firing at niggas
Firing at niggas
I hear sirens, I'm firing
I'm firing with that niggas
I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm coming out

Bow, bow, bow
Man down, click clack
Who your man now, know you heard 'bout Gucci Mane than what 'bout lettin' that thang sound
You stunt on Instagram, I'm in a rental van now
Don't know how this shit gon' turn, but I won't run my mouth
Nigga run up on me, I'ma back his ass down
I'ma stand up nigga, I will never lay down
A bad place by the cartel, they gon' knock his head down
One thing 'bout them eskimos, them boys don't f*ck around
Jamaican plugs and Mexicans, they spoilin' me with pounds
Medellin affiliated, grow it out the ground
We grow it out the ground

Firing at niggas, I'm firing at niggas
I'm firing at niggas outside
I feel like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm coming out firing at niggas
Firing at niggas
I hear sirens, I'm firing
I'm firing with that niggas
I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm coming out

Boston George, Diego flow, my bitch like risotto dough
Thousand pounds of yellow dough, rich ass jacket full of money
Cameras watchin' every dope
Ten mil in an envelope, banana boat with telescope but count two mil on Periscope
Duplex is a sectional, burglar bars protect the dough
Draco wanna flow an AR, fifteen on the sectional
A young nigga with plenty dough, I dun' hit so many hoes
Eenie meenie miney hoe, I always use protection though
My Smith and Wesson teach a lesson, whatchu call your brother for?
You ain't even special hoe, why you gettin' all extra for?
Why that nigga pull up to my trap back in aggresive form
I blast you out and stress you, if it's pressure then it's pressure

Firing at niggas, I'm firing at niggas
I'm firing at niggas outside
I feel like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Don't care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm coming out firing at niggas
Firing at niggas
I hear sirens, I'm firing
I'm firing with that niggas
I'm like Malcolm X, I'm peepin' out the blinds
Care if it's nine hundred niggas outside
I'm coming out

Man down, click clack!
Who your man now

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Superstar

Six7 on the beat
Marii Beatz, turn me up

She's a superstar, I need to sign her
Super bad bitch, I'm tryna find her
She so bad, she made me switch the lineup
Fresh fade, just got it lined up
Big old booty, it's draggin' behind her
She's my Wonder Woman, my bitch from Wakanda
Crocodile Birkins and piranhas
Rockstar wasted like Nirvana

Bad bitch with a body
I'ma make her call me papi
Niggas gettin' out they body
F*ck the opps, they can't stop me
Black Card in my wallet
I ain't never snitched, I'm solid
Bands to make the watches rocky
F*ckin' up the money like Scottie
Black thick chick, she cocky
Eat a nigga balls like broccoli
Hard in the paint like Barkley
Hard to kill, they can't chop me
New coupe, they can't park it
Claim the beef up, let's spark it
Geeked up so high, in orbit
Money so tall, it's corporate
Shawty said I taste like sherbet
I don't even think she worthy
I don't think she deserve it
New Phantom with the curtain
Zone 6 Julius Irving
Supermodel bitch, she perfect
Pass her, Kyrie Irving
My hoe so bad, they nervous

She's a superstar, I need to sign her
Super bad bitch, I'm tryna find her
She so bad, she made me switch the lineup
Fresh fade, just got it lined up
Big old booty, it's draggin' behind her
She's my Wonder Woman, my bitch from Wakanda
Crocodile Birkins and piranhas
Rockstar wasted like Nirvana

My lil' bitch gettin' dollars
Green like an iguana
Grande, Ariana
We'll bust your piñata, shotta
My lil' devil wear Prada, yeah
She'll lie to your honor, yeah
Bad bitch is her partner, yeah
Smokin' on the ganja, she high as hell
She shop 'til she drop like she live in the mall
Gotta fly where it's hot, that's where she live in the fall
Give a damn what them haters say
Shawty livin' in a real major way
Never put shit on layaway
She'll work a nigga on Labor Day
You so beautiful, boo, I'm in a beautiful mood
'Cause I'm a beautiful dude, and your friends beautiful too
I let her shop 'til she drop, closet look like a mall
And I'ma fly her where it's hot when the temp start to fall, burr

She's a superstar, I need to sign her
Super bad bitch, I'm tryna find her
She so bad, she made me switch the lineup
Fresh fade, just got it lined up
Big old booty, it's draggin' behind her
She's my Wonder Woman, my bitch from Wakanda
Crocodile Birkins and piranhas
Rockstar wasted like Nirvana (wasted, huh)

---

Upgrade

Huh
Ain't nobody like you
Wow, huh

Don't need no upgrade, 'cause you're my upgrade
You taste like strawberry with sugar on top and some whipped cream
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with you, girl, I like the way you're shaped
Ain't wasting no time, I'ma f*ck you right now, freaking to Jodeci
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you

I've been thinkin' 'bout you constantly, girl, I can't even lie
Be to hard to leave you 'lone, baby, I can't even try
Yeah, your looks the first thing captured me, girl, I can't even lie
Way your gap keep lookin' at me, hard for me look in your eyes
F*ck your friends, don't tell 'em shit 'bout me, them bitches love to pry (it's Gucci)
Never met a nigga half of me, they devils in disguise
All the stupid shit I do, I wish I knew the reason why
All the things I put you through, I know that you my ride or die
Heard the cops was lookin' for me, you know you my alibi
Know it's hard to love me sometimes and you tryin' hard not to cry
Every day my life is wonderful and you the reason why
I get too cocky, man, I'm feeling myself, I need some humble pie

Don't need no upgrade, 'cause you're my upgrade
You taste like strawberry with sugar on top and some whipped cream
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with you, girl, I like the way you're shaped
Ain't wasting no time, I'ma f*ck you right now, freaking to Jodeci
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you

I know anything that I want, I can get it though
I know you was special, when I met you I admitted though
I told you how it gotta be and you said you was with it, so
I can peep by the convo, you not no silly hoe
Yeah, I own all the cars you seen in the video
Do you know you lookin' at a cold-hearted gigolo?
Diamonds in my figaro, run circles 'round a square, hoe
She don't wanna downgrade, she's Gucci Mane LaFlare's hoe
Head on the yacht, cool, f*ck me on the chair, ooh
Suck me in the air, woah, baby got a rare throat
Hard dog, black crow, passenger, ass swole
North Pole, ice froze, red paint, good scroll

Don't need no upgrade, 'cause you're my upgrade
You taste like strawberry with sugar on top and some whipped cream
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with you, girl, I like the way you're shaped
Ain't wasting no time, I'ma f*ck you right now, freaking to Jodeci
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you

Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
Ain't nobody like you
Ain't nobody like you (upgrade, upgrade)
(J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh)
Ain't nobody like
Ain't nobody like you

---

Lame

808 Mafia
Evel Knievel
Ha
Southside on the track, yeah
1017

I'm a cocaine cowboy, got bricks right now, boy
Just call me and then I'm on the way (on the way)
They locked my homeboy down, but I hold my partner down
You know he called me, he good, it's on the way (on the way)
It's on the way (on the way), you in the way (you in the way)
Touch down with yay, rain, sunny, cloudy day (cloudy day)
No cloudy days (no cloudy days), no rainy days (no rainy days)
Man, I done had my share of motherf*cking rain
A lot of pain, a lot of chains
Felt like a slave, all this motherf*cking rage (a lot of rage)
I want a change, I made a change
So much 'caine, I'm in Sun Valley hall of fame
I'm at the Twelve, I made her do the walk of shame
I'm Gucci Mane, that's who I was before the fame
These clout chasers tryna come up off my name (on my name)
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame

'Cause you's a lame, you's a lame
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (you's a lame)
You's a lame, 'cause you's a lame
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame
'Cause you's a lame
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (won't even talk to y'all niggas)
'Cause you's a lame, 'cause you's a lame (Taylor Gang)
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (uh, yeah)

Bitch, you's a lame, look at my chain (woah)
Nothing but diamonds, I could put you on to game
Your best friend wanna f*ck me, that's a shame
But I don't even hit it, she just give me brain
My car insane, got so much change
I made a hundred mil' and never been the same (Goddamn)
I gained everything 'cause I've been through the pain
Now if my day is cloudy, I just make it rain
I keep a hundred bad hoes
Ticket smell all of my clothes
She hit my phone, said she close
Shop in the store when it's closed (damn)
I'm only there if it's hoes
They say I'm doing the most
Ever since I've been in first class, I ain't ever went back to coach
Started playing for the team, now bitch, I'm the coach (ooh)
She ain't like me, see my chain, now the bitches approach (ooh)
I give her different strokes (damn)
I put the dick in her throat (woah)
I get the paper and go (oh)
I get a mil' and get more, woah, woah

'Cause you's a lame, you's a lame (Goddamn)
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (oh my God)
You's a lame, 'cause you's a lame (hahahaha)
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame
'Cause you's a lame
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (1017, double M)
'Cause you's a lame (you a lame), 'cause you's a lame (you a lame)
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (let's go, nigga)

Maybach Music
Brick boy, I'm whipping work up like I'm Nick Gordon
In a purple 9-11, still in a bidding war
Bal Harbor, Neiman Marcus, I bought the fifth floor
Took her shoppin', need it all, this fat boy just gettin' more (me)
Mailman, he keep peelin' a nigga, Pell Grant (uh)
Pants fell, TEC-9, who wanna deal in? (bang)
Swimming pool, my shit bigger than at Six Flags
I just flood all on my hundreds with my rich ass (M-M)
Bend over, I got a bitch I pay to wipe my ass
Caught a seizure, I'm the shit, this time I peed my pants
Check his vital signs, I heard he goin' broke
Couple cases of champagne, I hear she snortin' coke

'Cause you's a lame, you's a lame (Maybach Music)
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame
You's a lame, 'cause you's a lame
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame
'Cause you's a lame
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame
'Cause you's a lame, 'cause you's a lame
Stay in your motherf*ckin' lane 'cause you's a lame

('Cause you's a lame)

---

Potential

Ha
Mwah
Ricky Racks
Ha, ha
Whoo

All that ass sittin' on your back, you got potential (ha)
You got potential (whoo), you got potential (wow)
You keep sucking that dick like that, you got potential
You got potential (ha), you got potential (yeah, yeah)
You keep throwing that pussy back, you got potential
You got potential (ha), you got potential
Your waist so slim, your gap so fat, you got potential
You got potential (oh), you got potential, ha

Counting my paper in binders (yeah)
Look for your girl, you can't find her (what?)
You can't find her, you can't find her (no)
All in my crib, I'm behind her (yeah)
Yeah, what? First day, f*cked her with condom (huh)
Yeah, hey, then I got comfortable, f*cked her, no condom (yeah)
Yeah, sleep on my comp in a hammock (uh)
Cut that bitch off, need a bandage (what?)
Getting money, they can't stand it (yeah)
Getting money, they can't stand it yeah
I took that bitch out of her panties (huh)
College bitch, f*cked her on campus (huh)
Diamonds, they wet like Atlantis (yeah)
Boy, I'm so high, I'm not landing (no)
F*ck from the back, give her damage (yeah)
I was the one, I ain't plan it (yeah)
I was the one, I ain't plan it (yeah)
Ball them blue hunnids up, they look like Sonic, yeah (what?)
Look at my Rollie and timing (go)
Tell me how fast you can count it (go)
Tell me how fast you can count it (go)

All that ass sittin' on your back, you got potential (ha)
You got potential (whoo), you got potential (wow)
You keep sucking that dick like that, you got potential
You got potential (ha), you got potential (yeah, yeah)
You keep throwing that pussy back, you got potential
You got potential (ha), you got potential
Your waist so slim, your gap so fat, you got potential
You got potential (oh), you got potential, ha

Pulled up three deep, jumped off the jet, me Dolph and Uzi
I'm flying to the pussy, I feel like a groupie
Four bitches, one Gucci Man, it look like a movie
Suck me so long in Jacuzzi, I'm feeling woozy
Girl, you so smart, you's a genius, that's why you're choosy
Got on four rings on one finger, it's Ruby Tuesday (Burr burr)
Your print bulgin' like my pockets, you got potential to me
Got a lil' waist and pretty face and that's essential to me
And if your man ain't worth a mil' no need to mention to me
And if you niggas ain't gettin' no money, then please don't listen to me
She wanna learn, I wanna teach, she got detention with me
She only f*ck with rich niggas, great decision to me, it's Wop!

All that ass sittin' on your back, you got potential (ha)
You got potential (whoo), you got potential (wow)
You keep sucking that dick like that, you got potential
You got potential (ha), you got potential (yeah, yeah)
You keep throwing that pussy back, you got potential (hey, hey)
You got potential (ha), you got potential
Your waist so slim, your gap so fat, you got potential
You got potential (oh), you got potential, ha

Ayy, who is that shining like that? (damn)
Rocking all of them diamonds like that (woo)
All of my bitches they love me (yeah)
And I love all my bitches back, yeah
She like the way that I talk (yeah, man)
But I like the way that she walk (ay)
She said all she ever wanted in her life was a boss (uh)
Just put 5 mil' in the bank, ayy, just stuck 2 mil' in a safe, yeah
50 racks on me today (for real)
Nigga, you broke, you in the way (for real)
Today in that 488 (for real)
Man I'm gettin' tired of my Wraith (for real)
Passenger seat, that's my bae (ha)
On the backseat, got that K (grrah)
Met her today and I f*cked today (woo)
Pussy so good don't know what to say (shit)
Call her tomorrow, replay
Bring one of your friends, three way
I hit her and say "what you doing?" (ay)
You ain't with me, bitch, you losing (this dog)
Says she got a friend for Uzi (aight)
Say she got a cousin for Gucci

All that ass sittin' on your back, you got potential (ha)
You got potential (whoo), you got potential (wow)
You keep sucking that dick like that, you got potential
You got potential (ha), you got potential (yeah, yeah)
You keep throwing that pussy back, you got potential
You got potential (ha), you got potential
Your waist so slim, your gap so fat, you got potential
You got potential (oh), you got potential, ha

---

Human Chandelier

Huh, D-O-G
Wow, wow, wow, wow, Wop
Yeah, huh, go, go

Is it a crime to be feelin' yourself? 'Cause I'm gettin' cocky as hell
Ain't got time to be goin' to jail but I been feelin' myself
For three months they say Gucci canceled, I'll be rockin' Chanel
Know you heard 'bout my rep, I got murders on my belt
Black and green Moncler ring, call that bitch the Boston Celts
Sent a fiend to rehab but that shit didn't even help
Tell the haters when they see me, "Look, but do not make no step"
Slidin' through Charlotte in my Spyder, man, I think I left a web
Dope jumping like Spud Webb, tell a hater go to Hell
I'ma send a ting through the mail and drive the money in myself
Early ting, East Atlanta, we was broke, we jumped the rail
On my dick, had to ante up, pitch in to pay for bail (it's Gucci)

Water like a whale, cold as a polar bear
The human chandelier, coldest nigga ever lived
Diamonds in my ear, I look in the mirror
What you lookin' at? The coldest nigga ever lived

Brand new truck, it's yellow, and it came with an umbrella
Shawty got a bod' but she's a known woodpecker, 'pecker
Crowd full of folks, Coachella, 'chella
Mob hit like Costella, 'stella
Wise guy like Goodfella (Fella)
She wanna suck me up, I let her, let her
Beat her from the back, it's better, better
Told her hit back, she better, better
Gucci Mane got forever cheddar
Save a bitch, I never ever
Grippin' on her head, I pet her
Took her out to eat, I fed her
Knew she was a freak when I met her, met her
Fly ass and I jet her, jet her
She drink it all up like kettle
Dick rock hard, it's metal, metal
Head so good, got a medal, medal
Bad bitch, I'ma go get her, get her
Broke hoes hate, they bitter, bitter
I'ma leave money for the sitter, sitter
I'ma keep rollin', they quitters, quitters
They gon' keep trolling on Twitter, Twitters

Water like a whale, cold as a polar bear
The human chandelier, coldest nigga ever lived
Diamonds in my ear, I look in the mirror
What you lookin' at? The coldest nigga ever lived
Water like a whale, cold as a polar bear
The human chandelier, coldest nigga ever lived
Diamonds in my ear, I look in the mirror
What you lookin' at? The coldest nigga ever lived

---

Us

Ha, Wop
Yeah, it's Gucci
Guwop
Huh (Wizzop)
Woah, Kenny

Lemonade convertible, I flushed it 'til the motor broke
You don't want this type of smoke, this shit here worse than smoking dope
Drew a line and pick us out, I did that a long time ago
Can't come outside or press rewind, some words are unretractable
Heard you 'bout that action, captain, what the f*ck you cappin' for?
I see through the fake bravado, boy, you mad your money low
Glacier Gang got stupid dough, your CEO is super poor
Y'all niggas some actors, but my chopper can flip tractors, so

It's us over them, we kill 'em with the M's
It's us over them, like we don't even see 'em
It's us over them, yeah, we just made a film
It's us over them, we ballin', broke the rim
It's us over them, and that's just what it is
It's us over them, like we don't even see 'em
It's us over them, we kill 'em with them M's
It's us over them, and that's just what it is

Coupe low to the earth, touching the turf
Thug to my core but they calling me sir
Phantom is ready, it came with a fur
Emerald cut watch, yeah, it came with a blur
Some locals in here and some jokers in here
My chauffeur is near, it's no smoking, my dear
I'm missin' my deal, missin' a lil'
Done with you niggas, I'm keepin' it real
Stealing ideas, ride on my Lears
I'ma kick back and lay back at the crib
Ten of the mid, makin' it big
MTV cribs, yeah, we makin' 'em dig
Sleep with the SIG 'cause he play with the kid
Quick on the draw like I'm Billy the Kid
Ice on my neck, got me cold as the fridge
Gucci the GOAT, I stay 'way from the pigs

It's us over them, we kill 'em with the M's
It's us over them, like we don't even see 'em
It's us over them, yeah, we just made a film
It's us over them, we ballin', broke the rim
It's us over them, and that's just what it is
It's us over them, like we don't even see 'em
It's us over them, we kill 'em with them M's
It's us over them, and that's just what it is

Us
Us

---

Look At Me Now

Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up
Take off

Said I was bad, now I'm rich, they say I'm nice now
The royal treatment what I get when I bring my wife around
Invited to exclusive events, yeah, that's my life, clown
First they was scared of me, but now they all feel safe now
Said I was ugly, but she can't stay out my face now
Ooh, how they lovin' me, man, this industry so fake, wow
They call me Mr. Clean because I put that lean down
I'm writin' checks, I'm payin' tax, my money clean, clown
Upgrade the sixty carat ring for the queen now
I had to cop the four-door Phantom for the king now
You know the team 1017 shine when the lights out
They tryna surf on Guwop wave but they wiped out
They had to cool the crowd off, brought the ice out
They thinkin' I'ma pipe it down, but they psyched out (no)
They say I'm bad 'cause I'm rich, yeah, I'm nice now
I'm a legend in this shit, I've been nice, clown (it's Gucci)

I was down for a second but I'm up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
Went through hell to get here, but I'm up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I'm up now
I was down for a second but I'm up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
I went through hell to get here, but I'm up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I'm up now

Now
It's imperative that I change the narrative
Haha

Look at me then, look at me now (look at me now)
Say you my friend, but tell me how? (you not my friend)
Kicked, I was down (when I was)
You been talked down
Can't come around (can't come around)
You're not my round (you're not my round)
See through the grin
Know it's a frown (know it's a frown)
Back on the town
Give me my crown (give me my crown)
Look at me now (look at me now)
Golds out my mouth (golds out my mouth)
At Mr. Chow (at Mr. Chow)
Me and my spouse (me and my, mwah)
Look at my coupe, look at my house (skrrt)
My mom and pops (mom), they in the clouds (pop)
They lookin' down (they lookin')
I know they proud (I know that)
My engine loud (my engine, yoom)
My paint so wild (my paint so, it's Gucci)

I was down for a second but I'm up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
Went through hell to get here, but I'm up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I'm up now
I was down for a second but I'm up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
I went through hell to get here, but I'm up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I'm up now

Now

---

Making of a Murderer

This beat from Murda (Murda)

Started off a local dude, like, nah, I never heard of you (it's Gucci)
They wouldn't give me a shot, but now my money got a vertical (it's jumpin')
Started on the MARTA bus, but now I drive convertibles (vert)
It's Gucci Mane and Murda Beatz, and niggas wanna murder you (well damn)
The dope so clean, I cut it, they didn't know this shit was surgical (woo)
Can't let the haters in no more, that's what I closed the curtain for
Started as a burglar, but turned into a murderer (woo)
The story of me growin' up, the making of a murderer (it's Gucci)

Come ride with the BC, me, pre the Gucci
Yup, in my black tee (yup), hand on my Uzi (yup)
Trigger finger squeeze in the sun (yup), like a Capri (yup)
Try me, young boy (yup), strapped to an IV (bah)
'80 baby, crack spread just like poison ivy (skrrt)
Without it, where would I be? Sun Valley with the ivory (damn)
Ask how I survived it, real crazy and conniving (crazy)
Guwop really grimey, I send a slug, he slimey
Wasn't born with diamonds, me and money wasn't Siamese
Killed that boy with kindness, delivery killers, Chinese
Let's have a moment for silence for anyone else try me

Started off a local dude, like, nah, I never heard of you (it's Gucci)
They wouldn't give me a shot, but now my money got a vertical (it's jumpin')
Started on the MARTA bus, but now I drive convertibles (vert)
It's Gucci Mane and Murda Beatz, and niggas wanna murder you (well damn)
The dope so clean, I cut it, they didn't know this shit was surgical (woo)
Can't let the haters in no more, that's what I closed the curtain for
Started as a burglar, but turned into a murderer (woo)
The story of me growin' up, the making of a murderer (it's Gucci)

Sun Valley rushes, everybody buckin' (yeah)
Touch one man (one), now everybody touchin' (touch)
Lump him like a pumpkin, everybody stompin' (stomp)
One man jump in, now everybody jumpin' (jump)
My hood is full of junkies, at night they walkin' zombies (huh)
The neighbors sayin' nothin', it's vigilante justice (shh)
They still can't find no suspect, detective screamin', "f*ck it" (woo)
I re-up with your budget, I grab a brick and bust it (woo)

Started off a local dude, like, nah, I never heard of you (it's Gucci)
They wouldn't give me a shot, but now my money got a vertical (it's jumpin')
Started on the MARTA bus, but now I drive convertibles (vert)
It's Gucci Mane and Murda Beatz, and niggas wanna murder you (well damn)
The dope so clean, I cut it, they didn't know this shit was surgical (woo)
Can't let the haters in no more, that's what I closed the curtain for
Started as a burglar, but turned into a murderer (woo)
The story of me growin' up, the making of a murderer (it's Gucci)

---

Outro (Delusions of Grandeur)

Aight, lemme get somethin' straight here
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
So you niggas had a lil' run in the game and think you doin' somethin'?
How 'bout you niggas run the game every time you drop?
Wait, hold up, hold up, hold up
So you niggas think the culture like you, you done figured this shit out?
When you niggas gon' change the culture?
Yeah, we see you got a couple followers
But don't you dare come close to that goat emoji
That's exclusively for Wop (Wop)

Money on money on money on money on money on money
I get money in my sleep, I get money on Sunday
Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday, I'm makin' some money
Friday and Saturday, I'm booked, Sunday, I'm out the country
Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, I'm rockin' Armani
My closet exclusive, I pick out a 'fit just like shoppin' at Barneys
Started from nothing, got fronted, and only got thirty off a hundred
I said that I did it, admit that you run up on Wop, you get punished

Trap God but I'm not God, hey
She gon' suck it when it's hard, hey
New Wraith in the garage, hey
I can turn coke into hard yay
I'm so rich, I gotta pay, hey
Ain't no more room in my safe, nay
San Felipe boy, call me Clean Ray
Fishtailing out in a Stingray
Got a fiend buying dope at a mean pace
Said the truck stop, yeah, at the D&J
Got two white girls, they Kim K
Rockstar wasted like Green Day
Stick in a rental, brick in a Sprinter
Mama gon' tell you might pray for me, nigga
Pray for you, nigga, play with me, nigga
Ain't gon' play, I'ma just pay for you niggas

Money on money on money on money on money on money
I get money in my sleep, I get money on Sunday
Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday, I'm makin' some money
Friday and Saturday, I'm booked, Sunday, I'm out the country
Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, I'm rockin' Armani
My closet exclusive, I pick out a 'fit just like shoppin' at Barneys
Started from nothing, got fronted, and only got thirty off a hundred
I said that I did it, admit that you run up on Wop, you get punished

Life on the line, nickel and dime
Thought I was jokin', I caught me a nine
Old niggas hate and they sit on the pine
I stayed in the A and I got me a line
Stick make you hiccup, I shot with your re-up
Want some ketchup, if you run up get wet up
I get you hit up and go kick my feet up
VVS bricks, we might drop on a Brinks truck
Money on my mind
Still in the pot, whip a nine
Wheelchair, nigga, break his spine
Glacier Gang, still in my prime
I'ma put the dick all in her spine, woah
I'ma just do it for the Vine
Flatline a nigga 'cause he lyin'
Wop hit my line, then I'm ridin'
Longway, bitch

Money on money on money on money on money on money
I get money in my sleep, I get money on Sunday
Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday, I'm makin' some money
Friday and Saturday, I'm booked, Sunday, I'm out the country
Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, I'm rockin' Armani
My closet exclusive, I pick out a 'fit just like shoppin' at Barneys
Started from nothing, got fronted, and only got thirty off a hundred
I said that I did it, admit that you run up on Wop, you get punished

Delusions of Grandeur
Gangsta Grillz
Yeah, we came so far
I'm richer than all my opps
Throw up, pussy
I know you see me