Heavy Wrist Action - Intellectual

[Intro]

They got me back on my shit

[Verse 1]

I got pies, Duncan Hines, cookies and the cakes too

I'm bussin' down the whole I'm bout to cook the shake too

Gucci eatin' good in the hood how're you?

Supa' sized colored diamonds size of ice cubes

I'm real smart but I got a sick wrist too

I can read, I can write, I can sell white too

I'm servin' all the dope bois come to serve you

Its 10 past 10, 20 past your curfew

My chain got pneumonia, the watch the bird flu

I'm very thugged out and my homeboys too

I'm iced out shawty and my main chick also

Maserati Maserati rims dash also

'vette full of bricks bullfrog that'll cost ya

I coulda' Keshawn but I deon'd 'em

Under arm kush got it smellin' real musty

Sold a couple ounces just to buy some red monkey's

[Chorus]

Heavy heavy heavy heavy heavy wrist action

Flush it with the water

Then you buy a charger

Nigga nigga nigga got the Gucci Mane cookies

If it don't jump man Gucci might cook ya

[Interlude]

Call me that Exclusive Dawg

Everybody want that exclusive Gucci new shit, dawg?

Yeah I'm nigga hot, nigga on fire, nigga J's are warmin up, dawg

Every time my door swing it's eighteen-five, nigga countin ?

[Verse 2]

Pancake batter, it sound like I'm makin a waffle

But 10 of my waffles is a new Gallardo

I'm heavy cocaína, shawty wrist game awful

I got the grams back, the whole trap ?

? goin sum like Pablo

I'm nothin like ?, but I'm more like ?

I still don't believe you, you need more people

745 with the Gucci interior

I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror

You see them fish scales when the bust down the middle

The candy, the Kool-Aid, the Skitttles

Peanut brittle ?

Gettin good money in the trap I admit it

I'm 30 bricks up, half a milli in fifties