[Intro: Gucci Mane] Produce by Drumma, featuring The Game Drumsquad DJ's in the bulidin' with me, I'm rockin' with you 1017 Drumsqaud DJ, you know how we rockin'
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] They say kush is my cologne I say, "Is it me"? I'm easier to smell Than I am to see Them Rolex on my wrist cost 'bout ten bricks at least I stole your bitch right under you, cause I'mma beast Diamond's on my knuckles, Gucci on my buckle If you want some trouble we can do the fuckin' Royal Rumble I'm on now, it's in killa You wanna win, bet a real with a real nigga I'm trapped out, she coked out Fifty bags of gas, room smoked out I double back, then change routes Call back he need a 9 and a half a pound It's Gucci
[Hook: Gucci Mane] (x2) Everybody wasted, like it's payday The whole world faded, like it's payday Bottles poppin' crazy, like it's your birthday We smokin' chronic crazy, like Dr. Dre day
[Verse 2: Game] Nigga I'm a motherfuckin' killa Used to run with a pack of motherfuckin' gorillas I'm about my scrilla, I'm about my gang S double O - W - double O nigga we insane Talkin' to me bout Gucci, nigga lost his fuckin' brain Automatic, we tune his ass up like T-Pain Nigga we ain't entertainers, we nothin' like Rambo Pull up in them Lambos, and hop out with them bangers Nigga I be makin' bangers, my plaques they be platinum My rims they be platinum, so them bitches know what's happinin' When Gucci get to rappin' all them haters be quiet Flocka start shakin' his dreads niggas start a riot Black wall Bricksquad, Chrome four fifth squad Phantom got diarrhea I can't stop shittin' on 'em Sittin' on them sixers, like Doc in his hayday Rollin' up them swishers, cause nigga it's, nigga it's payday
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[Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Stoned, they wasted They can't feel they face, gotta take it It's so hard to shake how I bake it Cook cakes like the chef in the bakery I'm just tryin' to make it through makin' I got a sweet jug in actin' I got a coke connect he a Haitian I had a weedman, but he a has been I gotta smoke the gas 'til the ass end They wanna jack me, but that's a dead end This AR-15 will make your headspin (two times) I'll even drop the top like Janet Jackson (two crimes)