Nard & B - Fugitive lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane] Big Money Talks There goes them folks We all we got Officer, I got 50 bands on me You do the math You ain't got to say nothing, keep my mouth shut [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Gucci a fugitive, Style is a fugitive Think that I'm Boosie I stay in exclusive Fly as a stewardess, trappin' this lucrative Think crime doesn't pay, I think that is ludacris Part of the city, the nucleous When n***as are humorous, snitches are numerous It's hot and it's humid and business is booming Bogus ID because I got a warrant I'm on the run, I got a gun Talkin to mom, son what have you done? Put on my Jordans 'cause I'm jumping the bond Parking lot dead, I valet them a sign I diss you to show you man I'm not the one Fugitive top, I'm in love with the sun My girl is a fugitive, brother a fugitive Mother a fugitive, I'm on the run (Hook x2: Gucci Mane) El Chapo mane he a fugitive Griselda Blanco was a fugitive (RIP) Big Meech, he was a fugitive Al Capone was a fugitive Gucci Mane was a fugitive Bugsy Siegel, fugitive Wrist cost 10 bricks, fugitive No serial number, my uzzi a fugitive (Verse: Young Dolph) Get all my money, leave town like a fugitive Waitin on another n***a, that's foolishness Yo ho with me and yo botch gone Can't control that ho, that b**h grown I done got down to my last five pesos, time for me to get going Disappear for a minute, pop back up Forty pack n***a, guarantee everything's strong Play with me, been off the top on shoe sh** Been turnin to a fugitive, can't catch me cuz I'm too legit Yo money short, you can't go to war I'm bustin whoever I feel like it Yea, that's yo b**h my n***a But I f** here whenever I feel like it Yo best friend next to you, tell him I said f** him too if he don't like it After I f**ed that b**h I put the girl out and told er get to hickin Sprite was clean but you know I had to spike it The smile on my face but I know they don't like it But why I got to keep that burner concealed? I'm just like n***a you for real? (Hook x2) (Verse: PeeWee Longway) I finesse the plug with a fugitive mane 3 minutes later finesse the c**aine I heard they lookin for fugitive Longway With yo old lady, getting fugitive brain True, little man got a fugitive brain Gas, molly, Rick James in my vein Gotta be dressin me, going insane Fugitive Boot the Versace Balmain Exclusive the Louie, 10 wallet with chain I smoke on no dooby, don't f** with no lame Kid Cudi with Future Squad know my name Set for the crib, fugitives on a plane Out of here b**h like my name Martin Pine Know that b**h here with a fugitive name Serial k**er, clique fugitive gang My mama birth me with the top that's so fugitive Try Dillinger was a top it's a fugitive Wrist game the dopest, the talk is a fugitive Don't hocup pocus, turn deuces to 4 Fugitive squad tryna kick down my door Fresh out the bed, flush the dope down commodes Underground railroad, they call me a mole Bonny & Clyde, fugitive with yo ho Summertime fugitive, even in snow (Hook x2)