Gucci Mane - Gucci Coming 4 You lyrics

[Intro] Go [Chorus] One, two, Gucci's coming for you (For you) Three, four, better lock your door (Better lock your—) Five, six, he'll take yo' b*tch (He'll take yo' sh*t) Seven, eight, better stay awake (Better stay up late) Nine, ten, he's back again (Back again) Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell (Huh) Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell [Verse 1] "Gucci Mane got long money," that's what these b*tches say "And I'ma pay his bond money," that's where my shooter spray (Grrra) My jit went on the run for me We ain't related but I feel just like they sons to me (Wow) 'Cause on my birthday every year, they buy two guns for me (Baow) I did the math, they damn near sold two metric tons for me (Huh?) Another product of the slum just like me homie Don't play with me because you know I got a whole army We in Miami, deep with heat, don't get put on a poster I keep two shooters on the wing, I feel like Eric Spoelstra I got the drop, I know where all my opps be playing poker My section full of rich-ass junkies who hate being sober (Sober) It's Gucci [Chorus] One, two, Gucci's coming for you (For you) Three, four, better lock your door (Better lock your—) Five, six, he'll take yo' b*tch (He'll take yo' sh*t) Seven, eight, better stay awake (Better stay up late) Nine, ten, he's back again (Back again) Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell (Huh) Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell (Go) [Verse 2] My car cost so much the police don't even pull me over (Huh) I don't sign artists no more, I recruit soldiers (Woah) My money done stacked up so tall my sh*t done flipped over (Well damn) If it don't jump the first time, that sh*t gettin' whipped over (Skrrt) Come in my traphouse, need a mask 'cause of the dope odor Just sold a brick, not all at once, four plays for four quarters (Sold) Come in my traphouse, need a mask 'cause of the stank odor It ain't no way you snaking me 'cause I keep king cobras (It's Gucci) [Chorus] One, two, Gucci's coming for you (For you) Three, four, better lock your door (Better lock your—) Five, six, he'll take yo' b*tch (He'll take yo' sh*t) Seven, eight, better stay awake (Better stay up late) Nine, ten, he's back again (Back again) Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell (Huh) Eleven, twelve, he escaped from hell