[Hook: Gucci Mane & Ralo]
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
Them haters hate on everything, they say everything ‘bout us
I hear y'all n***as talkin' sh** but I'm not worried ‘bout ya
We did this sh** without ya, I'm the n***a they watching
You keep buying p**y man but we keep buying choppers
If you f** with Gucci Mane, we gon' shoot the block up
n***as keep on poppin' sh**, my n***as gon' pop up
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
[Verse 1: Ralo]
Ain't no reason for stoppin'
Catch me squeezin' and poppin'
Gucci speedin' in that Rari
My Lamborghini beside it
I'm the god of the trap, call me Ralo LaFlare
What you make in a year, we throw that sh** in the air
My interviews got more views than your video
Movin' them birds got a n***a walking pigeon toed
I can't believe I got away with all that sh** I sold
You brought your j**elry out for show, I got my sh** off dope
I bet you won't believe I got more money than your favorite rapper
He can have more followers than me but I won't follow after ‘em
Any time we go to war I promise we don't lose a battle
If you f** with me it gon' be your life on the ground that matter
[Hook: Gucci Mane & Ralo]
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
Them haters hate on everything, they say everything ‘bout us
I hear y'all n***as talkin' sh** but I'm not worried ‘bout ya
We did this sh** without ya, I'm the n***a they watching
You keep buying pistols man but we keep buying choppers
If you f** with Gucci Mane, we gon' shoot the block up
n***as keep on poppin' sh**, my n***as gon' pop up
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane & Ralo]
Man my pockets look like I just did a bank robbery
An armored truck heist, all this motherf**in' j**elry
And when I start sending slugs I'm the jury and the judge
I'm a hybrid, a mixture of a robber and a plug
I'm so violent, might have my youngins k** you in the club
I'm a tyrant, I'm texting everybody in the hood
These n***as lyin'
But I done made so much cheese I'm retiring
And I'm hiring
My shooters firing, you hearing sirens
Was scheming, lost some cooking blocks so tryna make it lock up
My traphouse like a pop up shop, I'm tryna run the guap up
Like a jack in the box I hit one bu*ton, my Rolls Royce top'll pop up
And if these n***as keep on poppin' sh**, my n***as'll pop up
[Hook: Gucci Mane & Ralo]
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
Them haters hate on everything, they say everything ‘bout us
I hear y'all n***as talkin' sh** but I'm not worried ‘bout ya
We did this sh** without ya, I'm the n***a they watching
You keep buying pistols man but we keep buying choppers
If you f** with Gucci Mane, we gon' shoot the block up
n***as keep on poppin' sh**, my n***as gon' pop up
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
[Verse 3: Ralo & Gucci Mane]
I pull up in a Lam, it sound like a helicopter
You keep buying pistols man but we keep buying choppers
I hear y'all n***as talkin' sh** but I'm not worried ‘bout ya
Gucci Mane Sinatra, let me get that out ya
Don't you give me sh** ‘cause I'm gon' take it from ‘em
I hated from ‘em
Pull up on ‘em, now we take your bomb, he lookin' dumb
We got more cabbage than a farm
Got more game than a don
Ain't gotta give a b**h a crumb
And she still gon' give me some n***a
I get that cash on the regular
All of these b**hes be negative
None of these n***as competitive
Tell the robbers that there's better deals
I won't fall man, I never trip
I'ma ball and buy another whip
Tell me dog, I'ma get him k**ed
Instagrams, extra clips
[Hook: Gucci Mane & Ralo]
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
Them haters hate on everything, they say everything ‘bout us
I hear y'all n***as talkin' sh** but I'm not worried ‘bout ya
We did this sh** without ya, I'm the n***a they watching
You keep buying pistols man but we keep buying choppers
If you f** with Gucci Mane, we gon' shoot the block up
n***as keep on poppin' sh**, my n***as gon' pop up
These haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us
[Outro: Gucci Mane]
Man my pockets look like I just did a bank robbery
Man my pockets look like I just did a bank robbery