[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Holdin’ up Holdin’ holdin’ holdin’ up (HPG n***a)
Holdin’ up Holdin’ holdin’ holdin’ up (Brr Brr)
Holdin’ up Holdin’ holdin’ holdin’ up (Catch up, catch up n***a)
Holdin’ up Holdin’ holdin’ holdin’ up
DJ Spinz Fuck N***a
Dun Deal on the Track

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
My main bitch, her anklet
‘Bout the same size of a ankle monitor
If the bitch violate one time I'ma put her ass on probation
I'ma give her two scratches
She's a fuckin' good woman, I'mma give her a life
I'ma walk by shinin' with a bitch
Aye, say I had enough in my life
I got eighty chains, I got a hundred rings
And a n***a can’t take my ice
Caught a murder charge, but I beat the shit
‘Cause a n***a tried to take my life
I’m a millionaire, but I’m a country boy
And my right hand man got a Tonka toy
I sell, charge, I’m servin’ boy
Major saver, I’m the golden boy
Intercept the pack like Lawyer Milloy
Poppin’ and poppin’ and poppin’ the shit
Talkin’ that shit, now you shot in the head
Brick Squad n***as don’t shoot in the leg
Shouts to our fallen, I ball till I fall, and
The neighbors don’t talk ‘cause the neighbors are scared
A white girl, a black girl, a hell of a mix
Rollin’ up kush while they suckin’ my dick
On my team, it’s a tag-team
All my n***as get money
If you get tired, then tag in, then me and your freak’ll start fuckin'
Got two choppers, it’s a tag team
Four bad bitches and it’s all to me
Had to break into like ten houses to ride on these 9x17s
Oops, my fault, that’s your team’s line
I ain’t have time, I was grindin’ real hard
People goin’ crazy, and my mama goin’ crazy but belive it or not, bitch, I gotta thank the Lord
Ballin’ so hard when I came out of jail
Now I'mma get a scene now when the doors up
Sippin’ on lean ‘til I throw up
What you want to be when you grow up?
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Young Scooter in my team
Flockaveli that’s my shooter
R.I.P to my n***a Dunk
Think about your ass every day
Momma called, said she need some money
Sent her ten bands and it made her smile
Child n***, no shoes
Got to get him those new Trews
Mail your head to your mama
Hide your body in a restaurant
N***a wasn’t shit anyway
Playin’ around with my awards
Gucci Mane is a cool dude
But a n***a might turn into a werewolf
Got a stash box and it’s all hundreds
And your CEO ain’t worth nothin’
Made a half a mil’ in three weeks
Gucci Mane, I’m a blessed man
I’m a real man, you can’t feel me, man
These fuck n***as keep tryin' to hold me back
Matter of fact, n***a slow down
When you drivin’ in the ‘Lac, you gon’ spill my ‘Gnac
Like Pinky, n***a, I’m big and black
Rock so many chains it gon hurt my neck
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a


[Verse 3: Trinidad James]
Trinidad and Gucci Mane
I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane
I’m turnt up, fucked up
Trinidad and Gucci Mane
I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane
I’m turnt up, fucked up
I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane
Trinidad and Gucci Mane
Them pussy n***a call me Trinidad
Them bad hoes call me TJ
I got a girlfriend in Magic City
And a side bitch in the Blue Flame
Her pussy bomb as Saddam Hussein, pussy n***a
Gucci needed me for a verse
Call me up, n***a, tag me in
This verse here, a tragedy
Bad bitches they after me
Only buy molly from rich hoes
‘Cause these broke hoes be taxin’ me
Got a problem with it?
Do somethin’ ‘bout it
Bomb squad like “Hoorah!”
Real n***as call Gucci
But these hoes call him “GuWop”
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
GuWop GuWop GuWop, n***a
All these hoes screamin’ GuWop, n***a


[Outro: Trinidad James]
I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane
I’m turnt up, fucked up
I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane
I’m turnt up, fucked up
I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane
I’m turnt up, fucked up
I said Trinidad and Gucci Mane
Trinidad and Gucci Mane…