[Chorus: Yo Gotti & Rick Ross]
Better tell them 'bout this dope boy swag
Got a million dollar cash in the all-white Jag
You think I give a fuck what other n***as think?
Make another million every time a n***a blink
Better tell them 'bout this dope boy swag
Got a million dollar cash in the all-white Jag
You think I give a fuck what other n***as think?
Make another million every time a n***a blink

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
You jockin' it and it's obvious
I land in your metropolis
Don't know who the baby father is
But I don't owe no apologies
She just wanna harley
I'm rolling up the Marley
I'm drunk as Paul McCartney
I'm 80 bottle [?]
My name Gucci Mane, not Pooty Tang
I put it down, don't pick it up
Advice to you, don't pick on us
Mе and my n***as got crazy guns
We came in with five of thеm
I leave 'bout with nine of them
That's fourteen I'm keepin' round [?] 'til I get tired of them
It's Gucci!
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
[?] that's who they know us as
Half a ticket [?] brown grocery bag
We ice scaters, [?]
You are not a gangsta, you a ballerina
Brick language, [?] protocol
Sign language, we don't talk at all
Got a [?], million dollar man
White Lamborghini
[?]

[Chorus: Yo Gotti & Rick Ross]
Better tell them 'bout this dope boy swag
Got a million dollar cash in the all-white Jag
You think I give a fuck what other n***as think?
Make another million every time a n***a blink
Better tell them 'bout this dope boy swag
Got a million dollar cash in the all-white Jag
You think I give a fuck what other n***as think?
Make another million every time a n***a blink

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
See Gucci, that's my motherfucking n***a
20 racks on it, bitch, you fucking with a killer
I can't hang with no pussy ass n***a
Got the karats in the chain, quarter milli for it, n***a
I'm rolling up the purple, and I'm sipping pink
Champagne drown a bitch until she gotta pee
She only get to ride unless she keep it wet
You looking at a gangsta in disguise, you just peep it yet
[Verse 4: Rocko]
Bussing [?] no matter what city I'm in
In case you n***as think it's gravy, I'm all ready, let's get it in
[?] war, [?]
[?] hard to see
New cars, new clothes, new [?] let's see
Skating on them 3 [?] call him Gretski
Nah, call him [?] higher than the moon
On my way to Venus, gonna need more room

[Chorus: Yo Gotti & Rick Ross]
Better tell them 'bout this dope boy swag
Got a million dollar cash in the all-white Jag
You think I give a fuck what other n***as think?
Make another million every time a n***a blink
Better tell them 'bout this dope boy swag
Got a million dollar cash in the all-white Jag
You think I give a fuck what other n***as think?
Make another million every time a n***a blink