Brent Faiyaz - Crew (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane] It's Gucci GoldLink Shy Glizzy D.C., E.A [Chorus: Brent Faiyaz] She see money all around me I look like I'm the man, yeah But I was down and out like last week Tell me where have you been? You came out of hiding, girl Don't act like I'm your man You just a fan, you don't hold rank Don't hold no rank [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] It's Gucci! (Wop!) Don't get mad in this b**h 'cause you too bad for this sh** How the relationship gon' last if he not having no children You need a man, buy you bags, have you bragging and sh** You need no man without no plan, doing all that nagging and sh** Well it's Gucci Mane and GoldLink, and we got gold seams I just bought my chick a cold mink, damn what them hoes think Brought the Lambo up to D.C. so they can see me Got Shy Glizzy with me, but ain't nothing shy about me Splendor, we with Gucci and I boost your self-esteem Every time I ball, you ball, we ball, girl we a team Dining with the King so you get treated like a queen Got us shining like the diamonds on my necklace, watch it rink Brrr! [Chorus: Brent Faiyaz] She see money all around me I look like I'm the man, yeah But I was down and out like last week Tell me where have you been? You came out of hiding, girl Don't act like I'm your man You just a fan, you don't hold rank Don't hold no rank [Verse 2: GoldLink] Dirty a**, Maryland a** n***a with a sick a** mouth and a slick a** flow Got your b**h around me, n***a, ain't no playin' when I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn Do it for my n***as on the coast right there Do it for my n***as in the ghost right now n***as got k**ed for the boy live his dreams in the hills And they watchin' for the boy right now Goddamn, what a time, what a year, uh We are what them young boys fear, uh I k**, never been k**ed, that's real, no lies You can tell that from our peers right now Bet you wanna f** me now, uh Bet you wanna love me down, uh Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said But know I'm down, uh Freaky Deaky show me somethin', uh Shake it like you owe me somethin', uh Pushin' on the p**y like a bu*ton Came four times, fifth time you gushin', uh Still gettin' rowdy in the function, uh b**hes on my dick like it's nothin', uh Everywhere I go now, always got sh** bumpin', jumpin', thumpin', jumpin', yeah [Verse 3: Shy Glizzy (Young Jefe)] Hey, nice to meet, I'm Young Jefe, who you be? Got my piece in Southeast, got her clappin' to this beat She invite me to her crib, I walk in, she see my heat She said, "But I live in the hills," b**h, that's just the way I sleep Stop that madness, I'm a savage, in traffic with MAC 11's Bad b**h and she Spanish, I fly her to Calabasas We get nasty, I'm her daddy, she know a n***a ain't average Ain't nothin' wrong with fake a**es, b**h, turn around let's make magic I'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it, don't look at me like you want it, no Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin', in fourth down we ain't puntin' it King of District of Columbia, can't come here without a permit This sh** really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas [Chorus: Brent Faiyaz] She see money all around me I look like I'm the man, yeah But I was down and out like last week Tell me where have you been? You came out of hiding, girl Don't act like I'm your man You just a fan, you don't hold rank Don't hold no rank