[Intro]
Ha, Aye
Its Gucci n****
What happenin?
Aight, bling blau burr
Get my check
Get my [?] baby
Burr

[Verse 1]
I woke up in a mansion
Grew up in apartment
Put your [?] inside my closet so stop it
Flying on a jetplane
Surfing on my laptop
Headed back to England
Pitstop in Belgium, just to eat some waffles
Then i went to Paris, polo shirt and khakis
[?]
Way more then average
[?]
Berry shoes and berry [?]
Belly'd up my belly sway
Gucci Mane conceited
I said beat it you're and alley cat
Alley cat you alley rat
My Cali girl got Cali swag and Cali cash
Louie rags and Louie bags
Damn she got stupid [?]
Bank'd up im tatted up
Got it up i stack it up
Smoking on that cannabis
But still you'll get your head bust
Flyer then a Pelican
Higher then a pilot
Fresher then the kids when they momma get they taxes
[?]
Email me you bastard
Holler at my managment
(Its Gucci)
(Let it run Zay let it run)
(Put some time on it, you feel me?)
(Its Gucci Mane La Flare man cha ching)
(Cha Ching)
(Zaytoven on the beats buddy)
(Gucci Mane on the mic)
(I got it Zay no hook baby)

[Verse 2]
I'ma, i'ma, i'ma show off on the track
I'ma freestyle no hook then tell em bring it back
Dirty money, check the money mixed in with clean clang
Surely, show got mean rocks in wrist watch
Big clips, big bullets fully hit the bullet
Now the uzi got the bullet, holy moly, Gucci Gucci
[?]
Now i grab the money, hold the money, show it, throw it
Grow the weed, sell the weed, packaging and trafficking
[?] (Random jump in song at 2:05)
[?]
Im hotter then the hottest with no bottom in the lobby
With spray paint all on her body and the spray paint reading
Gucci Gucci
Colder then a penguin, with a coat [?]
(Gucci, pow)
(Dynamite, boom)
(Aw man bazooka gun goddamn)
(Pause it)
(Silent killer man you know its Gucci man)
(Freestyle no pad no pen)
(I am on that cognac, that yakkie)
(That my liquor right there)
(You know i got a liquor cognac mixed with gin)
(I got some blunts right now, grape and original)
(Gucci Mane cigarellos, hundred racks)
(Finna come out with a movie, autobiography)
(Finna write a book its finna be called "Gucci Mane")

[Verse 3]
One man rock band my breitling is my height man
Im a one man rock band my breitling is my height man
Pussy im a bracelet
Diddy watch, Nelly wrist
Rolls truck, baby chain, busted out necklace
One man rock band my breitling is my height man