[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it
She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it
A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it
[?] till a young ni**a ran with it
Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it
She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it
A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it
[?] till a young ni**a ran with it
[Verse 1: Chaz Gotti]
Country ni**a hit me with 50 piece [?]
Ain’t no love in the streets, anything goes, I gotta have it
So fresh, so clean, no stylest
Plug, you know he spanish
[?] got dammage
All these cuts on my wrist, need bandades
All these bands in my pocket [?]
[?] like [?]
All white bricks, Adam Sandler
Got a few trap spots on [?]
[?]
Got a gass bag, still serve a ni**a dezel
[?] quicker than Little Seasars
All my hoes foreign, gotta get a vesa
All my diamonds water, gotta get a freezer
Ho on the Perk, shaking like she gonna have a seaser
Block on fire, so I toat a Desert Egle
ni**a playing gangsta, till I pull up on a gangsta
ni**a start snitchin, started talking to the people
[?] turn it [?]
Blood [?] real ni**a that’s [?]
[?] like a chemest [?]
f**k with [?] never had [?]
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it
She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it
A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it
[?] till a young ni**a ran with it
Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it
She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it
A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it
[?] till a young ni**a ran with it
[Verse 2: Chaz Gotti]
My b**ch lonely, she know that they on me
While I’m out getting money, she calling my phone, [?]
Know that I stay on the road like I’m touring
I [?] and I ran with it
[?] double saran
[?] don’t panic
Dope in the seel, dope in the pantry
Syrup sippin, no pancakes
I get you Codeine, I got 12 cases
But young ni**a got [?]
[?] shell cases
[?] 12 cases
My money stand up like some staircases
[?] spent 12 80
Gotta watch how you move, cause these feds waiting
[?] like the late 80’s
My plug late, and I hate waiting
That ain’t the bando, [?]
Beat up the trap [?] location
Beat up the pot like [?]
[?] stick in the face
Hundred round drum, got a dick on that K
Talking too much, put the dick in her face
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it
She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it
A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it
[?] till a young ni**a ran with it
Man these b**ches told my girl so slick, and my girl, she ran with it
She ain’t even give me a chance to say too much, she done ran with it
A ni**a fronted me a brick, but he’s slick, and a young ni**a ran with it
[?] till a young ni**a ran with it