[Intro]
Brrrr
Metro
It’s big Gucci
Wizzop
If young metro don’t trust you I’m gon shoot you
[Verse 1]
I put eight mill in my crib to inspire ya
When you worth like twenty mill the kids admire ya
When your rap sheet look like mine they won’t hire ya
But when you sign yourself like I did they can’t fire ya
You want your club so loud then put me on the flier (its gucci)
I’m on fire like Richard Pryor my price getting higher
How you gon’ take my title driving a car without a title
I’m whipping through (?) traffic in a spyder
Slide up on ya b***h like a racecar driver
Dive off in that p***y like a deep sea diver
N****s from my hood know me from cheap cheap powder
But n****s on your block say you’se a real weak coward
[Hook/Chorus]
High five, low five
I left them n****s hanging they get no five
Gucci Mane they say that I got nine lives
Six Flags Over Georgia, I got nine rides
High five, low five
I left them b*****s hanging they get no five
Gucci Mane they say that I got nine lives
Come go to Gucci World cause I got nine rides
[Verse 2]
F**k yo jam of the week I got grams on the street
So much money gave metro a hundred grand for the beat
So much ice around my bezel you can’t see, the Patek
I’m Felipe, in Felipe’s
With a freak, she petite
From the beach, to the street
From the street to the suite
Put my bone in her mouth told her bon appétit
I done sold so many keys they should deport me to Belize
Cause I’m shining on these n****s like a desert with no trees
From the hat on my head to the shoes on my feet
Every garment on my body it come from overseas
In them ‘partments I was raised I sold like 50,000 P’s
You want Gucci on your song, that’s at least a hundred G’s
[Hook/Chorus]
High five, low five
I left them n****s hanging they get no five
Gucci Mane they say that I got nine lives
Six Flags Over Georgia, I got nine rides
High five, low five
I left them b*****s hanging they get no five
Gucci Mane they say that I got nine lives
Come go to Gucci World cause I got nine rides