Gucci Mane - Brinks (feat. Master P) lyrics

Ungghhhhh, Gucci! (Big Gucci) It's yo' time I'ma give you the blueprint Ain't nobody harder We got money in the matress, old money I got credit cards, Gucci got cash money It's the billion kid, Gucci, we went half on a bank I'm a walkin ? happenin, I live in a tank He go hard in the paint, he got hard at the bank Waka Flocka, Gucci Mane, I'm goin hard on the drinks And I get p**y every day, I guess you is what you drank Cause y'all p**ycat is bigger than the diamonds in my rang Who is I? ? done run off with the scrubs Duck or neck, but you didn't share the love with the thugs And the rap game paralyze the street life, I'm not sellin d** I'm, selling CD's globally, my Brinks truck pullin up I get offers for a million dollars just to throw it up I made two thundred thousand today I feel like throwin up Gucci I got Hummer trucks, pullin up, but I'm buyin other trucks Master P and Gucci Mane done pulled up in the wealth with our Brinks ? we threw our rap in the rink Chop Squadron pullin up, drophead pullin up Drop dead, I don't skate, froze up, we pullin up Brinks ? we threw our rap in the rink Up, the ? bad n***a, Brinks I'm 'bout to pull a Mike Vick on 'em dude Get money, street boys; I love the kid Iced green Peedy, I got the streets heated I left a minute now I'm back the game really needs me Gucci Mane called me, man I got that flipper Everybody come and tryin to get in my hair for dipper With that dola, trap boy, granolas Brick Squad soldiers, gon' run 'til it's over I had chills for a minute, still screamin No Limit Had changed my life, dem fools thought I wasn't in it Drumma B and we winnin; and y'all never done it Tried to play the game but none of y'all never won it Don't need to be replaced - I'm already a legend From the streets to the hood to my little brother up in heaven I'm a ghetto star [Chorus]