[Intro: Gucci Mane]

Yeah, yeah

Gucci

Uh

Uh

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Gucci Mane a bachelor, bitch

So don't get too attached to this

We ballin' on these haters

And these niggas missin' practices

My top, I just subtracted it

The life we live ain't average

Me and Trouble smoking Cali bitch

We back to back, no marriages

[Verse 2: Trouble]

And I'm pourin' Hen', dog

Ballin' on a daily basis (Basis)

Duct Tape and Brick Squad

Put that in these hater faces

They ain't pouring Activis

You niggas can't compare to this

Swervin' in each lane

No questions, I'm smashin' shit

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]

It's Big Gucci, you ain't gotta gas me (Gas me)

I'm a predicate and you ain't gotta ask me (Ask me)

I'm on a whole 'nother level than you other guys

Like Domino's, I deliver pies

[Verse 4: Trouble]

Yeah, and I deliver fries, them hollows and extended clips (You know)

And I deliver fires, Soo-Woo homies who set trip

Leave you wet like my tip, after hoes get off me

All 'bout that action, no flexin', niggas blastin' for talk

[Chorus: Trouble & Gucci Mane]

I get money like everyday

Really ain't got no time to play

Try to take mine, you wanna lay

Fuck me what you wanna say

I get money like everyday

I tote bar like everyday

Put that shit in these haters faces

I get money like everyday

[Verse 5: Gucci Mane]

I'm drinkin' on that mean purp, blades make the street hurt

Make a bitch dance 'til her feet hurt (Dance)

Brick squad and Duct Tape increasing the murder rate

Everybody knows that we got cheap work

[Verse 6: Trouble]

And they got cheap purp, kush, mead and the beans

Not mean but you gotta knock on the screen first

Then let the door swing, choppers all he seen first

Sosa posted with a beam, knock you out that screen first

[Verse 7: Gucci Mane]

Yeah, I tote them racks with me like everyday

I might leave a trail, all this mail playa

Ballin's got my True Religion look like thighpads

And my crew hands on like a iPad

[Verse 8: Trouble]

Ready to touch you in every position, like you're unlockin' the code

Don't whip up to me too quickly, get to unlockin' your do'

Get to cockin' back them fours, he's never seen no mo'

Me, Gucci, Ali and Sosa was locked, ready to blow

[Chorus: Trouble & Gucci Mane]

I get money like everyday

Really ain't got no time to play

Try to take mine, you wanna lay

Fuck me what you wanna say

I get money like everyday

I tote bar like everyday

Put that shit in these haters faces

I get money like everyday