Tell the tattoo guy where to meet me at
'cause my neck n back I'm inkin that
Dirty sprite I'm drinkin that
Never seen a sprite more pink then dat
So much threats got an asthma attack
So much ice got an ice attack
Baby girl went in cardiac
When she saw me cum in my Air Max
Gucci Mane call me Gucci gang 'cause I dun change the slang
And I dun changed the game
Whats the name? it's Gucci Mane wit Flocka Flame
Ain't a damn thing change
Tote a 9 still on the grind
I got what you need I got all kinds
Lemon lime, sour dee I got wat you need come shop wit me
I'm like a Cali man, I got cali tree
Trap under Sun Valley trees
Took your girl on a shopping spree, Neiman Marcus, Bloomingdales
She all on my coat tails
What the hell, east Atlanta smell
I'm not going back to jail
I gotta go make me some mil's
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
Your apartments we shoot em up
Your crown vic we shoot em up
Your trap house we shoot it up
Your new coupe we shoot it up
We shoot it up
Yeah we shoot it up
We shoot it up
We'll come shoot it up
We shoot it up
We shoot it up
We shoot it up
We don't give a f*ck
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
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Tell the tattoo guy where to meet me at
'cause my neck n back I'm inkin that
Dirty sprite I'm drinkin that
Never seen a sprite more pink then dat
So much threats got an asthma attack
So much ice got an ice attack
Baby girl went in cardiac
When she saw me cum in my Air Max
Gucci Mane call me Gucci gang 'cause I dun change the slang
And I dun changed the game
Whats the name? it's Gucci Mane wit Flocka Flame
Ain't a damn thing change
Tote a 9 still on the grind
I got what you need I got all kinds
Lemon lime, sour dee I got wat you need come shop wit me
I'm like a Cali man, I got cali tree
Trap under Sun Valley trees
Took your girl on a shopping spree, Neiman Marcus, Bloomingdales
She all on my coat tails
What the hell, east Atlanta smell
I'm not going back to jail
I gotta go make me some mil's
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
Your apartments we shoot em up
Your crown vic we shoot em up
Your trap house we shoot it up
Your new coupe we shoot it up
We shoot it up
Yeah we shoot it up
We shoot it up
We'll come shoot it up
We shoot it up
We shoot it up
We shoot it up
We don't give a f*ck
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
'cause my neck n back I'm inkin that
Dirty sprite I'm drinkin that
Never seen a sprite more pink then dat
So much threats got an asthma attack
So much ice got an ice attack
Baby girl went in cardiac
When she saw me cum in my Air Max
Gucci Mane call me Gucci gang 'cause I dun change the slang
And I dun changed the game
Whats the name? it's Gucci Mane wit Flocka Flame
Ain't a damn thing change
Tote a 9 still on the grind
I got what you need I got all kinds
Lemon lime, sour dee I got wat you need come shop wit me
I'm like a Cali man, I got cali tree
Trap under Sun Valley trees
Took your girl on a shopping spree, Neiman Marcus, Bloomingdales
She all on my coat tails
What the hell, east Atlanta smell
I'm not going back to jail
I gotta go make me some mil's
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
Your apartments we shoot em up
Your crown vic we shoot em up
Your trap house we shoot it up
Your new coupe we shoot it up
We shoot it up
Yeah we shoot it up
We shoot it up
We'll come shoot it up
We shoot it up
We shoot it up
We shoot it up
We don't give a f*ck
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
No matter how many times I tell dem boys
They can f*ck around and smear dem boys
I'm right off that Gresham boy
I got somthin' to sell them boys
Ridin' around wit choppa toys
I'm so f*ckin' paranoid
All I gotta do is tell dem boys
They comin', the Gucci boys
Writer: Radric Davis
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