Gucci Mane - Trap Back lyrics

[Chorus] I don't wanna have to push your cap back Homie, he just say he want his girl back In a drop top, I'mma push the top back I was gone for a second, but the kid back If you ever cross me I'mma get some payback Close the curtain on them haters in my Maybach Put a hole in your motherf**in' snapback It's Gucci Mane b**h, so you can say the trap back I'm back at em, it's back on I'm back strong, I'm back home Me and Flockavelli, and Wooh da Kid He got a nine, I got a Sig I do it huge, we do it big Got hundred bricks, stuffed 'em in the fridge (Burr!) Two hundred piece, stuffed it in the attic I'm a drug addict, b**h I gotta have it I got a gift, I can water whip I can flip a brick, I can triple up Need a hundred mill', f** a record deal Because a couple millions just not enough Sell your momma a zip of dust Serve your daddy a ounce of hard Got your little sister on the molly She done went through the whole squad [Chorus] Making money's my hobby, flipping bricks is my pa**ion Home girl in the lobby, "Is you s**in' dick?" I'm just asking I ain't mean to be rude boo, but you know I'm that dude, true More birds than Atlanta Zoo, going in like a curfew I lost my mind, and my train of thought, and my top all at the same time If you sendin' them birds across the country, then we probably got the same grind I'm an OG like my daddy, I'm a hustler like my momma I'mma stack my bread all winter so I can ball out all summer Got foreign choppas, Osama, smoke presidential, Obama Got that bald head, got that skinhead, that white girl Sinéad O'Connor Make em drop dead, I'm in the drop head, on I'm Santa I need a crown cause I'm standing down, I'm the king of East Atlanta