Young Scooter - Big Guwap lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Fishscale all over my motherf**ing apartment Damn, I got dope all on garment Cooking dope in Trestletree, move the trap to Sun Valley Now I'm in Gresham housing, money piling, money piling I'm so fresh, don't need a stylist Buy a rental car and tint the windows Buy a car, stop the mileage Stuffing bricks all in a fender Stuffing P's in the spare tire Gucci ain't real, you a damn liar Say yo n***a a live wire Imma short circuit n***a wifi Serve more chicken than Popeye's Strong purp, Popeye One day I might die, but not soon because I'm strapped fool I got old schools, I got new schools, I got one rule — don't cross me Red bottoms on my feet, courtside next to Spike Lee Baby, I'm Spike Lee [Hook: Gucci Mane] All the purple, all the white All this green, taking a flight Up all night, n***a getting shot n***a getting popped, Big Guwap Drop my top, suicide doors Pouring up fours, just bought me a Rolls Money over hoes, recycling your clothes You n***as going broke, I'm sure of my goals Wop! [Verse 2: Young Scooter] Little Mexico we cook up dope If a n***a broke, we sell him soap I can see it in your eyes that you n***as going broke ‘Cause you don't got no pres no mo' Yo b**hes gone, yo money getting low He used to buy bricks, now he buyin' a fo' Money over b**hes, can't wife no ho Money over everything, can't go broke We blowing gas, smoking on flights Place your order, I'll be there over night I'm talking private planes Hundred bricks of white Still a young n***a, I live a mob life (Let's go!) [Hook]