Gucci (Gucci Mane) Big Cat, (Big Cat, Laflare) get it (let's get it)
Half a in a pyrex pot Tryin to make me a boy knot Two pounds and I'm real big Stackin double see the so big I gots to get it, to get it, gots to run my money up Gots to get it, to get it, gots to run my money up [3X]
Uhhhhh! I'm goin on a Gucci Mane like I'm the Dapper Don Uhhhhh! G's in my Gucci bag So if you look at me wrong do yo' ass Uhh, Mane, I'm the bread and butter Run trap, sell crack, spread your hustle Uhh, pockets fatter than Oprah Gucci I'm the baller of the fuckin century Uhh, iced out like Babe an' I can mo' records than Shade an' them Uhh, Gucci Mane a cocky fella I make it rain so you get'cha umba-rella Uhh, and my watch is on level Clusters of and they brush together Uhh, why you talkin so much Yo bitch, cause I'm so
Okay somethin white like Michael the shit out the rubber then I start to trappin Gucci got the lone ticket Run stack for the nigga fuck with me, uhh say he short a couple stacks The diamond chain on my neck is jumpin jacks, uhh Yo' money short like Spud Bend nigga broke nigga need help, uhh My talkin like Dikembe Gucci Mane I a Friday out of Wednesday, uhh Phone {?} C-D-S Still makin moves, thuggin S-Y-S, uhh All my better be whippin up J's keep the ash scrubs we pick it up, uhh And me and Cad in a Yellow diamonds got me lookin a bumblebee, uhh
Gucci got a plug, for the face Got them quarter ki's, I call 'em wangs Got the peas, I call 'em collard greens We got them ex pills, we call 'em mayne Gucci on the grind, me at the spot Got some cocaine out the damn pot Get some cool water, it's too hot All I want for is the dopeman knot Hustle harder, be We eat when I bring it out the water 36 O's, for the 17 for the drive, 17-5