[Intro: Mike WiLL Made It, Ear Drummers]
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Money owed, dope sold b**h you already know
White birds black birds serving pigeons and crows
I whip the dope so good, a benz jumped out the bowl
Motherf** the ATF and the border patrol
Me and my amigos at the table shots of Don Julio
I f**ed your b**h a week ago, but I ain't gonna f** her no more (Psych!)
I got the stacks under the mattress so I sleep with the dough
I got them bricks stuffed in the wall so yea I live with the coke
It's Bricksquad and I know you n***as mad cause you broke
He seen my video on the TV and he broke the remote
I'm like Pablo in his prime, shoulder deep with the snow
I read yo paper work n***a man yall n***as some hoes
[Hook: Future]
I been on some f** the world sh** lately
And I grind to get where I'm at
These n***as don't want to see you with these stacks
I'm a fly n***a to be exact
And I been on some the f** the world sh** lately
Cause I grind to get where I'm at
These n***as don't want to see you with these stacks
I f** fly b**hes to be exact
And I been on some f** the world sh**
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I got all eyes on me like Pac did
But I ain't trying to go broke like Joc did
I ain't trying to f** my dealer did like Block did
I'm trying to stack them free bands like Rock did
Tell the truth I never thought that I get this big
I think I'm about to buy some choppers like Tip did
I came in, flexing j**elry like Flip did
Got every penny out the 6 I swear I milked it
That Bricksquad sh** I built it
I put Flocka in the game and he k**ed it
I did a song with Lil Wayne and I k**ed it
My only wish my n***a Dunk was here to rip sh** (It's Gucci)
[Hook: Future]
I been on some f** the world sh** lately
And I grind to get where I'm at
These n***as don't want to see you with these stacks
I'm a fly n***a to be exact
And I been on some the f** the world sh** lately
Cause I grind to get where I'm at
These n***as don't want to see you with these stacks
I f** fly b**hes to be exact
And I been on some f** the world sh**
[Verse 3: Future]
My uncle Ronnie died from smoking cane
My cousin suicidal, he blowed out his brain
They gave my n***a 30 years, he in a chain gang
I just had to drop a 40 racks up on my ring
I'm in Giuseppe's walking in the rain
I can't even help it I been through some things
I put my heart in every verse and when I'm on that plane
I'm thanking God for all my watches, and all my chains
I'm in Chanel and I'm in Ferragamos
These b**hes know I'm worth these commas
They know I got that llama
And my lil sister just got out that coma
That sickle cell hurtin' her bones
Free my n***a Bomma
[Hook: Future]
I been on some f** the world sh** lately
And I grind to get where I'm at
These n***as don't want to see you with these stacks
I'm a fly n***a to be exact
And I been on some the f** the world sh** lately
Cause I grind to get where I'm at
These n***as don't want to see you with these stacks
I f** fly b**hes to be exact
And I been on some f** the world sh**