[Intro]

You know what it is, it's Gucci Mane LaFlare

You rocking with the trillest

Been trill

Stop playing with these lame ass niggas, man

Drop that shit

Brr!

[?] (Mike WiLL Made-It)

Been trill

[Verse 1]

All of the sudden these niggas pussy, so I wanna be your buddy

If I had a cousin was a pussy ass nigga, I'd say that it wasn't my cousin

I was robbing niggas in my black tee, I ain't even have no bungee

On 3rd street at 13 but I ain't even have no Cutlass

My nigga tried to rob him but got a Glock on me, I'm ugly

Then the droptop deep in the [?] tree, and it look like the car got crutches

I'd murk a nigga then smoke a blunt, man I ain't even think nothing of it

Got duct tape all on your husband, nigga should've paid my money

I don't drive by, I slide by

Watch me glide by

Never seen a nigga in a 'Rari do a drive-by

Yea the choppa with some bullets longer than a french fry

Man you [?] ass niggas need to sell a baked pie

[Chorus]

I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)

Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)

I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)

Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)