[Intro: Jason Caesar & DJ Drama]

Add it up, add it up

See your homie tatted up (Now this is the movie)

If he used to make you mad, it's gone make you madder

Add it up, add it up (Gucci Tarantino)

Got the fire, back it up

See your homie swagged up (Jon Cruz, nigga, Gangsta Grillz is back, niggas)

It's the Gangsta Grill

These boys be ill (Gangsta Grillz, two-six, Sean)

Add it up, add it up (Oh, yeah?)

Add it up, add it up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Gucci get 'em, Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse: Gucci Mane]

Jumpin' out my beamer like a stuntman on my stunt

Though my leather is so soft I put my top off in the trunk

Baby shakin' gettin' places say she seen me in my donk

Picked her up in purple 'vette deuces on back 20s on front (Gangsta)

Gucci shout at hot tamales (Huh?), even copped a Masarati (Oh)

And that Lambi and a Bentley shout out to my nigga Quic (Gangsta Grillz)

Shout out to my boy Diego makin' pesos for them bricks

Gucci Gucci, I'm here, truly east Atlanta is the shit

I turn my swag up I'm swaggered up, yeah Gucci got his swag up

Well think you think you mad, now I'm a make you madder

I'm swaged up I'm swaggered up, boy, I think I'm so swagged up

You mustard boy so ketch it up 'cause I think I'm so swaged up (Gangsta Grillz)

Back on that dope shit, tractor, trailer, boat shit

Cookin' up that coke quick, cookin' up that dope quick

Cookin' up that coca, You can call me Sosa

Rollin' up the chocha, I need me some mo', bruh

Partna you a puta, grande mude mucha

Ask me for a deuce, fronted you an ocho

Bring me all my pesos, you know my amigo

My plug half Columbian, Gucci Mane's a negro

Smokin' on this weed doe, my girlfriend is bilingual

Ask me to speak English but I'm talkin' with my fingers

Brazilian bitches bathing in a bath tub full of singles

Snortin' powder, smokin' weed, yes they poppin' pills

M6 drop top Beamer shipped from Germany

Outfit from Sicily my bank account in Switzerland

Literally, So Icy the entity

Gucci Mane's the businessman so tell me what the business be, bitch

Me casa is colossal, swallow water with a bottle hollow

Shout out to my boy Rocko, I ball like no tomorrow

And my watch is real retarded so I call it Little Darryl

Shoot you point blank in yo head just like 'caine cousin Harold (Gangsta Grillz)

Gangsta Grillz you bastards, shout out to Drama (Dramatic)

The feds try get, I'ma look and say your honor, I'm guilty

Get money, make money, I'm filthy

Dawg, do you feel me? Dawg, do you feel me?

Cocaine lady sellin' good in my city set (Huh?)

Gucci got a bitch for every letter in the alphabet

[Interlude: Gucci Mane]

Gangsta Grillz, you bastards

So Icy Boys up next, man, huh (Gangsta Grillz, it's Gucci)

[Outro: Jason Caesar & DJ Drama]

If you listenin' to this, it's The Movie

It's Gangsta Grillz and the iceman Gucci (DJ Drama)

Pull the cars out turn the sound up (Gangsta)

Clear the bars out for a gangsta (Gangsta)