[Verse 1]

Its gucci [?] im the fucking boss

I pull my pistol out to get my point across

A hundred becks and loud and im fucking off

5 thousand [?] thats alot of talk

Twenty box square yeah thats alot of soft

So many blocks in the shop it might make you drop

Ambulances ambulance so much you can't pass like hammer pants

Leave a pussy nigga with no chance so what he thinking with those hands

[interlude]

Fucking told you, shouldn't've fucking tested

Fucking moolies, its gucci!

Fucking told you man fucking test me

Its pain, its gucci!

[Verse 2]

Helicopter hovering, somebody please cover me

Public enemy number one against the goverment

All these haters mumbling but Gucci Mane not fumbling

Fell back down got up again I excel cause im excellent

Sipping hen I crack a grin, get a tat then start a trend

Baby gotta mumble booty gucci got a bubble bitch

I know thats your lady homie me and her are only friends

But don’t call this iPhone again I’ll get my goons to do you in