[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**