[Verse 1 Gucci Mane]
n***as sent into the army but they still weren't preparing
Shotgun, I hurt more than these goddamn feelings
Half a ticket on his head so you know his a** missing
I bet another half a ticket, he won't make it past Christmas
Hood drinking all day, I've been so goddamn busy
And the juice got me dizzy 10 times past tipsy
Time I don't have to tell a n***a to ride with me
And running up on Gucci Mane is real real risky
I still send the squares out of town, long distance
The crackers that I serve, favorite rapper Limp Bizkit
Half a pint, I'm a put it in a goddamn misky
And I'm a have money just as long as they print it
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Somebody trying take all my d**
Somebody trying f** with my plug
Most rappers can't come to my hood
s**a n***as can't smoke on this bud
Nobody ever talked so about d**
How the hell you get that in this club?
I got 100 thousand, kush in my tuck
The only thing I wanna do is re up
[Verse 2 Young Scooter]
I got a lotta hustle, I remix bails
Freeband Gang, we got bricks for sale
Count up, count up, count up, count up checks
I could still cook it with the dope wet
20% bricks, I could work with that
Dumb as hell, with the brick squad stamp
Me and Gucci flexin, countin 3 racks
We always finessin, they don't like that
Try to take my plug, get yo a** whacked
Scooter real street n***a – that's a fact
Take yo a** off and I don't give a damn
I do anything for them free bands
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[Verse 3 Young Dolph]
I remix this Sprite with 6 ounces of codeine
The say I drink this sh** like it give me protein
Going hard with my plug, he tell me don't stop
I'm tryna clean this money up, I need some Clorox
I re up Monday, Thursday I'm back at it
Count this money, dog these b**hes they my bad habits
Put your car beside my car and let's see which the fastest
And watch me disappear, b**h I'm blue magic
f** what a b**h say, I can't hear sh** but static
I rubber band it up and hide it in the attic
Young and flashy, yo b**h young and nasty
In the re up I feel like Biggie, I'm going back to Cali
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