Released on December 10, 2008

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[Verse]

Yeah, it's the kid Gucci mane he's a problem

It's that boy gucci gucci ima robber

He got that bar on his neck, I know it cost a whole lotta bricks, damn

Wop, coming back country, in my front pocket, in the car

Gucci Mane La Flare, why you rock like that

Gator belt, gator shoes, where you shop at

Gator hat, gator top on my new Dawn

Got six square 12's in my God damn truck

Glennwood to the flat, where I make my stacks

And the Pyrex pot, where I cook my crack

They're lost yesterday, but I got right back

I'm 80 G's up, makin' all them stacks

He say he got a [?] 13, then prove it

He say he got a [?] 13, then prove it

Bring ya somethin' back and see how quick I move it

Sick wrist, diamonds, I'm sure gon' use it

Sixes on the Chevy eights on my Buick

Put it in the pot and then make it threw it

The trappers in the ghetto who I influence

I bet ya baby brother love all my music

Gucci Mane La Flare, dawg, he so hot

Got a blue yellow watch 'cause I'm Jacob [?]

Got a yellow [?] yellow [?], he so hot

Gucci Mane La Flare, baby I think not

I'ma get me some chops then I bend his spot

I heard OJ got all them blocks

If you rob OJ then you takin' from me

And I don't think you wanna be takin' from me

Take it from the booth or take it from the street

AK-47, fifty fuckin people with me

It'll break a nigga limb, it'll chop down a tree

Make a nigga radiate, straight overheat

Gotta 35-7 you don't know about me

Got a general ridin' [?] key

A German fuckin' rifle with a [?]

I'll show them pussy niggas 'bout fuckin' with me

Got the whole neighborhood wanna shout with me

Got the East Atlanta niggas roll the cops for me

Got them boys and their niggas wanna shop with me

Gucci Mane La Flare, what you charge per P?

Gucci with the charger with the good sixteen

You wanna kilo, man, it's sixteen

Got the white girl and the good ass green

Got the purple lean and the nothin' fatter [?]

It's Gucci, my collar poppin', Gucci I'm goin' shoppin'

And I'm knockin' numbers I'm ridin' the Hummer I'm smokin' bubble

Gang is in trouble, flex and burnin rubber

Cartoon characters, Gucci Mane is a character

Gucci Mane is so arrogant, man I'm just braggin

So braggadocios, heavy with the smokin'

White in color diamonds shinin' like lotion

Two days goin' the boy still rollin'

Go and tell the body that bankroll foldin'

Ain't no Paul Wall, bitch the grill so golden

Mr. Florida diamonds, got me shinin' like Nelly

I'm pissin' on your bitch, like my name R. Kelly

Wanna unit dog, you can hit me on my celly

I sold a hundred fifty CD's already

Get this book or war record

One tape, one mic, Gucci gon' grace ya