[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Huh
Sonny Digital
Turnt up
We turnt up, we turnt up
(Cut my bag)
Huh
(I can't stand 'em takin')
(You know what I'm sayin'? Huh)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I used to smack this ho, her name was Skittles (Skittles?)
Her ass was so fat, it used to jiggle (Used to jiggle)
She took one too many Skittles, now she limp (Now she limp)
And I ain't fucking wit' her no mo' 'cause she ugh (Ugh)
Even back then my diamonds was on brr (Brr! Brr!)
Fast forward, they still clear and I'm still here (Brr! Brr!)
Three OZs of musty weed, muscatel
I cook the dope good, call me Chef Boy-ar-dee (Skr, skr)
Remember back then, they asked me "What you do?" (What you do?)
"Do you got a job? Do you go to school?" (Nope)
I know some kingpins, I know some robbers too (I know a few)
The kingpin will rob you man, this shit a foo' (This shit a foo')
Red bottom shoes, give they ass the blues (Yeah, the blues)
Columbian co-Mexican connection
Got a Russian rifle, shoot you while ya' shittin' (Grrah)
Christian Louboutins on, they piranha skin
Guwop
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
My bitch said she 'bout to leave (We're leavin')
She said that I don't cater to her needs (What the fuck?)
I got mo' cars than I need (I got cars)
I got mo' broads than I need (I got hoes too)
I'm in the trap screaming, "N***a, what you need?" (What you need now?)
Bought a Rolex that I didn't really need (I didn't need it)
Big smoke with me, the whole pound of weed (Big smoke, big smoke)
Big drink with me, the whole pint of lean (Leanin', leanin')

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Ever since I signed with Gucci, I been back and forth to the hospital
I drink that Actavis, your Sprite look like it got Starburst or Skittles
Two iPhone 5, pussy n***a, stuff a pill with the killers
If you've made me mad, I'ma come and babysit your little sisters
I got that Act- that Act- that Act- that pour it up then I sip (Lean, lean, lean)
I cook that work on Christmas for you, I'm a Pillsbury deal (Sheesh)
I mix my lean with my Sprite (What?), that's a Pillsbury bill (Lean)
I whip it
I shift it (Cocaine)
I get it (Cocaine)
Them digits (Skrt)
Let's get it
I got cutie foreign bitches gettin' it
They whip it (What)
I shove my ass inside of them Bentleys (Cash)
I ride it (Yeah)
I don't make lefts, I only turn the right (That's right)
I'm back in the Spyder like yikes, my neck full of Christ (Woo)
We gon' boom, boom, boom, ain't no spots or rooms
I drop them bands on that Doom and I'm Boosie on Zoom
My nick name, "Cocaine Boom," I'm cookin' them coons
I don't care none 'bout goin' to prison, my children got rooms
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
My bitch said she 'bout to leave (We're leavin')
She said that I don't cater to her needs (What the fuck?)
I got more cars than I need (I got cars)
I got more broads than I need (I got hoes too)
I'm in the trap screaming, "N***a, what you need?" (What you need now?)
Bought a Rolex that I don't really need (I didn't need it)
Big smoke with me, the whole pound of weed (Big smoke, big smoke)
Big drink with me, the whole pint of lean (Leanin', leanin')