[Intro]
N***a, turn up
Gucci world, n***a
It's Guwop
Zaytoven, cut it up, Sean. ugh
Trap house, bunkin'
Trap house mansion
Yeah, right on Flat Shoals Exit, n***a
Parts unknown, fuck n***a, yeah
It's Guwop, turn up

[Verse]
I'm pourin' fours and shit, I need to just put a deuce in
Car cost four-hundred-thou' and I put a roof in
My n***a pot cook it so good he put his shoe in it
N***a, it's a gangsta party, why fuck is you in it?
Head bust a microwave, shit, didn't take him two minutes
You know that there's some straps in the club, they let my crew in
I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand
If you ain't talkin' 'bout buyin' grams then I'm a deaf man
I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon
I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman
If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin'?
We thirty deep, we cover the streets, n***a, we mobbin'