Verse 1 - Gucci Mane

My ‘vette burgundy
Hummer snow white
And I bought ‘em same day
**** real life
See my right wrist
Ice me out like a bitch
I got so much money I could ice my clique
Put ice on the bitch
Put ice on my fist
See the diamonds on my rims
That’s the million dollar slims
I’m a ****
And I love myself
Wait for Gucci to fall off
Better hold your breath
See my dark look Leer
Malibu, look Stealth
Got so much money I’ma ice my belt
See my dark look Leer
Malibu, look Stealth
Got so much money I’ma ice my belt
See my dark look Leer
Malibu, look Stealth
Got so much money I’ma ice my belt
See my dark look Leer
Malibu, look Stealth
Got so much money I’ma ice my belt
Gucci
Verse 2 - Lil Wayne

It’s all business, no love to the competition
Let that chopper, hit ‘em, send ‘em down
Swap they’re spirit
Die now, I’ma think about it later
I’m a think about it never
All I think about is paper
I draw first that’s that quick animation
You smell that stench you just stink, sanitation
I’m right here n***a fuck the location
Cuz too much information
Could get you that vacation
Tell the cops I say “Fuck the allegations”
Got work in the trunk with no conversation
One for the hurt, one for the heal, but one from the hammer would get a n***a killed
Fill a n***a up
Then there’s Pharrell
We gon hit a n***a up
And split a n***a mil’
Yea
If n***as acting how they feel
Then I’ll pull it out the jacket
Get to clappin’ like a seal
Yea
Verse 3 - Spencer Groves

(Spencer) huh?
(You’re not a)
I see Lucy around me
I’m on deck for the (shhh)
They put nooses around me
I can’t pray for game
Cuz they got Puff on a Bounty
He like, scored my whole childhood, man this shit is ironic
I see Lucy on pen and pads when i’m writing my words
I hear Lucy on Juicy J’s angelical verse
I think Lucy ‘put all these words in my brain cuz the worst thing that could happen is “Oh My God is that Spence in that hearse?” (Hm)
The biggest lie we were ever told is to try (damn)
Don’t even sigh, cuz u knew the rumors were right
Am i, just spiraling or is OJ up on the side of my idols i bump on nights when i think about all the times that i put up with Adams, I could just snap again on a dime (yuh)
But who am I, just know it cuz all my life, i been that guy
(yeah)
It’s suicide but you know it’s all love, for the cold nights, and the Jenny’s i apologize but i’m so alive. (yeah)
BET on me got ‘em on C and C (what?)
No creepin’ either but im Savage but God my numbers 3
I’ll u give u seconds to think, but man im straight stacking
Cuz 3 drops, that a hat trick so call me Nate Mac
I like Malone, but not Karl so give him straight jackets
I’m posting up in my city, but Jokers ain’t laughing
I’m joking with that Malone line man that’s Lucy problem
Speaking of him I got Him on my team, wait no stop it
That H is cap, so i’ll stop and check for I cross a line
Pulitzer Prize to a Grammy i got em all in sight
I’ve never been the type to decipher a cold line
Lucy and Lucian on my mind i can’t lie (nope)
But oh my God the record companies wanna sign
But right below my line there Lucy, a crooked smile
What am i talking about i must be out my damn mind
It’s all business, i’m livid so give me more time
It’s all love for the guys that inspired more rhymes
So tell me why that Pharrell bar got me so excited
I’m just suprised that i’m even here
I told Wyatt
If we ever drop again im on smoke like double G on Vial
I got em cheesed up in pictures man im Reggie White
This game will Poison me, its toxic call it Brent Faiyez
Not dissing, check it out it’s on Rolling Stone man stop trying
Talking to me cause i’m booked, but i don’t even like it
So sharp, but call me Shannon Stone man Im set in stone
I’m all grown im on a song with Lu’s arpeggios
Lucy’s 808’s snares and kicks and the metronomes
I want it so bad still fuck it im going home (damn)