[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
1-2, 1-2, 1-2, burrr burrr
This is special, GUCCCI
Its Gucci, that's what you mean huh..righht? right..
Ladies and gentleman, showtime
[Hook: Swizz Beatz]
My pocket on swole, my rims on chrome
When I hit the club, everything goes
Bottles in the air, put your lighters in the air
But when im in here, I don't really care
Cuz I ride on em, I style on em
I lean on em, yes, I flash on em
Yeh I know, that's the way you like it, huh, yeh
That's the way you love me, huh? It's alive..it's alive
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It's alive, it's alive
Rims cut the eyes
I had to bring the b**h back like Frankenstein
I push weight, but Gucci don't exercise
I get extra from whippin up extra pies
I'm in the hood like the mayor round election time
It's a suggestion, don't park your car next to mine
I'ma start when the light hit, I'm 'posed to shine
Your flow is garbage, they let me out just in time
They got a section, but none of the hoes are fine
They need to exit, don't let the grind pa** you by
I run laps around lames with my shoes untied
I jump the line, walk in, and watch the crowd divide
Still stuck outside, that's the ugly side
Looked medusa in the eye and medusa died
This is top secret sh**, cla**ified
Don't blame me, Swizz was the mastermind
Can't breathe, can't breathe, Toni Braxton time
I got my chain moonwalkin, Michael Jackson time
I keep on buying ice like I lost my mind
This bloodline of mine is supposed to shine
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Hurry up, hurry up Gucci on the news, they say he walked out the jail rockin stupid j**els
They try and find out what it do, admit it, you confused
Too much cash on me, hundreds fallin out me, true
Big yellow wrists, bright as piss, b**h I'm the sh**
Big Gucci called Swizz, let's make a hit
2 things in this world I ain't ever seen
Are you a foreigner n***a? I need to help me get me me
Well if your stomach cannot tote it baby, let me breathe
Cuz I don't check if no babe or b**h chasin me
Excuse my French, b**h I'm so Gucci, I so f**in gutter
It don't make no sense to switch for none these mother f**as
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Swizz Beatz]
Somebody said my life is it
I said nah dog, my wife is it
Now I'm back, back on 'em like I never, never left
Plus the boy right here, I'm fresh to d**h
And the Black Card in my back pocket
The Conaseg lookin' like a speeder rocket
Yeah, I'm zoomin' on the highway
And you should love me, I did it my way
[Hook]