8-8-808 Mafia! 808 Mafia! [Hook: Gucci Mane] A n***a just front me 10 keys I'mma run up on a n***a on feet Gotta get back on my feet Choppa knock a n***a off of his feet Jump a n***a, stomp his a** with my feet Red bottoms on the bottom of my cleats The only n***a in a Phantom on feets Touch me and you'll be 6 feet deep Feet! [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Bougie a** club, they let a crook in this b**h Take a deuce to a fo', I put my foot in this sh**! They say that Gucci Mane be flexin' unbelievable price And I know that life is priceless, but I pay for your life I think I'm Dirty Harry, n***a, when I got that .45 And I can never respect a man that can't look me in my eyes Just as stupid as these rappers if you believe the lies You bring a knife to a gunfight, yo' a** wanna die! I'm not a rapper, I'm a trapper in a rapper disguise I put the feets on ya, leave a Reebok print on ya eye I put the feets on the plug, cause his price is too high I'm showin' my feet, Louis flip flops, I'm way in Dubai (it's Gucci) [Hook] [Verse 2: Rocko] Apply pressure, got they neck, I got my foot on it (I got my foot on it) V12 car, got my foot on it Gucci cleats, on my feet (On ya feet!) Gooc and me, we run the streets (We run the streets!) Walk it like I talk it, play it how I got it Ain't a phony bone on me homie, b**h you can X-ray my toes Good in e'er hood, we run the town A Thousand n***as throwin' up B's, 10 toes down I ain't jump off the porch, I leaped in the streets Real street cats always land on they feet Born a standup guy, that's all I ever knew You can tell a rich n***a just look at his shoes! Tarantino! [Hook]