[Intro: Gucci Mane]

It's Gucci

GoldLink

Shy Glizzy

D.C., E.A

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]

She see money all around me

I look like I'm the man, yeah

But I was down and out like last week

Tell me where have you been?

You came out of hiding, girl

Don't act like I'm your man

You just a fan, you don't hold rank

Don't hold no rank

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

It's Gucci (Wop)

Don't get mad in this bitch 'cause you too bad for this shit

How the relationship gon' last if he not having no chips

You need a man, buy you bags, have you bragging and shit

You need no man without no plan, doing all that nagging and shit

Well it's Gucci Mane and GoldLink, and we got gold sinks

I just bought my chick a cold mink, damn what them hoes think

Brought the Lambo up to D.C. so they can see me

Got Shy Glizzy with me, but ain't nothing shy about me

Spend a week with Gucci and I boost your self-esteem

Every time I ball, you ball, we ball, girl we a team

Dining with the King so you get treated like a queen

Got us shining like the diamonds on my necklace, watch and rings

Brrr!

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]

She see money all around me

I look like I'm the man, yeah

But I was down and out like last week

Tell me where have you been?

You came out of hiding, girl

Don't act like I'm your man

You just a fan, you don't hold rank

Don't hold no rank

[Verse 2: GoldLink]

Dirty ass, Maryland ass nigga

With a sick ass mouth and a slick ass flow

Got your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin' when

I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn

Do it for my niggas on the coast right there

Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now

Niggas got killed for the boy live his dreams in the hills

And they watchin' for the boy right now

Goddamn, what a time, what a year, uh

We are what them young boys fear, uh

I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lies

You can tell that from our peers right now

Bet you wanna fuck me now, uh

Bet you wanna love me down, uh

Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said

But know I'm down, uh

Freaky Deaky show me somethin', uh

Shake it like you owe me somethin', uh

Pushin' on the pussy like a button

Came four times, fifth time you gushin', uh

Still gettin' rowdy in the function, uh

Bitches on my dick like it's nothin', uh

Everywhere I go now, always got shit

Bbumpin', jumpin', thumpin', jumpin', yeah

[Verse 3: Shy Glizzy (Young Jefe)]

Hey, nice to meet, I’m Young Jefe, who you be?

Got my piece in Southeast, got her clappin' to this beat

She invite me to her crib, I walk in, she see my heat

She said, "But I live in the hills," bitch, that’s just the way I sleep

Stop that madness, I'm a savage, in traffic with MAC 11’s

Bad bitch and she Spanish, I fly her to Calabasas

We get nasty, I'm her daddy, she know a nigga ain't average

Ain't nothin' wrong with fake asses, bitch, turn around let's make magic

I'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it, don't look at me like you want it, no

Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin', in fourth down we ain't puntin' it

King of District of Columbia, can't come here without a permit

This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas, hey!

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]

She see money all around me

I look like I'm the man, yeah

But I was down and out like last week

Tell me where have you been?

You came out of hiding, girl

Don't act like I'm your man

You just a fan, you don't hold rank

Don't hold no rank