[Verse 1 Gucci Mane] n***as sent into the army but they still weren't preparing Shotgun, I hurt more than these goddamn feelings Half a ticket on his head so you know his a** missing I bet another half a ticket, he won't make it past Christmas Hood drinking all day, I've been so goddamn busy And the juice got me dizzy 10 times past tipsy Time I don't have to tell a n***a to ride with me And running up on Gucci Mane is real real risky I still send the squares out of town, long distance The crackers that I serve, favorite rapper Limp Bizkit Half a pint, I'm a put it in a goddamn misky And I'm a have money just as long as they print it [Hook] Somebody trying take all my d** Somebody trying f** with my plug Most rappers can't come to my hood s**a n***as can't smoke on this bud Nobody ever talked so about d** How the hell you get that in this club? I got 100 thousand, kush in my tuck The only thing I wanna do is re up [Verse 2 Young Scooter] I got a lotta hustle, I remix bails Freeband Gang, we got bricks for sale Count up, count up, count up, count up checks I could still cook it with the dope wet 20% bricks, I could work with that Dumb as hell, with the brick squad stamp Me and Gucci flexin, countin 3 racks We always finessin, they don't like that Try to take my plug, get yo a** whacked Scooter real street n***a – that's a fact Take yo a** off and I don't give a damn I do anything for them free bands [Hook] [Verse 3 Young Dolph] I remix this Sprite with 6 ounces of codeine The say I drink this sh** like it give me protein Going hard with my plug, he tell me don't stop I'm tryna clean this money up, I need some Clorox I re up Monday, Thursday I'm back at it Count this money, dog these b**hes they my bad habits Put your car beside my car and let's see which the fastest And watch me disappear, b**h I'm blue magic f** what a b**h say, I can't hear sh** but static I rubber band it up and hide it in the attic Young and flashy, yo b**h young and nasty In the re up I feel like Biggie, I'm going back to Cali [Hook]