Yeah..
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Its Gucci Mane La Flare I'm a n***a got weight
A beggin a** b**h is really somethin I hate
Hold on, hold on hoe baby pump yo brakes
When I took you on a date that was my first mistake
On yo body was the bomb it blew up right in my face
I don't chase these monkey b**hes I'm the one that's getting chased
Yea I'm eatin real good I gotta say my grace
I might fly a b**h to Paris cuz that's just how I play
I might spend a hundred grand, spend it all in one day
And you can come to place but damn b**h u can't stay
I'm a social outcast but my name ain't Andre
I'm smoking California kush but I'm from Sun Valley
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I wouldn't give a damn if u got grams, I'm in my drop top lam and I got bands
You the type that I give 5 with my left hand
She left you and then went on to the next man
So put a check wit a check wit a check FAM
You let yo b**h wear the pants so call her yes ma'am
I'm from the crest so I can't hang wit no yes man
Steal from the squad and imma have to cut off yo right hand.....GUCCI!
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I work out at walters
I trap a lil harder
I think a lil smarter
I don't wanna be bothered
Its Gucci, imposters
Its Gucci sanotras
Yo girlfriend just quit ya, wanna get on my roster
I'm drapped in LaCasta
I'm sippin on Vodka
I canceled that b**h, and sent that b**h to my patna
U braggin about her
U say that she slobbed ya
She set yo a** up and let sum n***as come rob ya
I'm runnin Sun Valley like Nino did with the Carter
I'm givin u game n***a, don't cost u a quarter
I load my revolver
Go jump in my charger
I pull on yo a** and turn yo a** to [?]
[Chorus Repeated]