Get Go - Intellectual

[Intro: Gucci Mane]

Hah, yeah

It's Gucci, hah

It's Gucci (It's Gucci)

XO, 1017, hah, brr

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

I'ma come in flexin' from the get go (Woo)

Yeah, I'm lit, yeah, my neck and my fist glow (Gang)

This a 1017 link with XO (Yeah)

Yeah, you tuned to the Gucci Mane and NAV show (Yeah)

And we takin' hoes' phones from the get go (Huh)

Kickin' ugly hoes out from the get go (Go)

You want some money? Shoulda said that from the get go (Go)

I throw the money on the floor, then I go get more (Huh)

[Post-Chorus: NAV]

I came here to show out

Take that girl backstage and take her phone out

If your friend less than an eight, I send her home now

Gucci Mane and NAV, we trappin' on the road now

I'm paranoid, can't sleep without my pole now

I think all the pills are startin' to take a toll now

We just did a show and it was sold out

My Gucci jacket keep me warm when it get cold out

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Gucci Mane and NAV doin' all this floss (Yeah)

Her brain was so gnarly, I furnished her apartment (Huh)

She took off all her garments and through them on the carpet (Wop)

She the type to make a dope boy fuck up all the profit (Skrt)

I'ma put a mil' in the secret compartment (Huh)

Then pull up at your present parkin' and bet a million dollars (Fuck it)

She said she want some bread, from the get, she shoulda said that

Her legs made the bed crack and now she ran the bread back (Huh)

Tell me, when the last time you laughed like this? (Ugh)

With a nigga with a wrist and a bag like this

Just know you gon' suck this dick for every bag I get (Yeah)

I can never split no tab 'cause I'm Arab rich (It's Gucci)

[Verse 2: NAV]

My pinky ring power me up, XO Tour with Gucci, run it up

I might fuck your girlfriend on my bus, send her home in an Uber truck

Buy it, it don't matter what it cost now, I gotta check, I pay the tab, just like a boss now

I'm not a dentist, but I like to floss now, I heard you goin' broke, I heard you shop at Ross now

I was bumpin' "Kick a Door" when I was trappin', I'm just a brown boy from the block that made it happen

Got some shooters who won't hesitate to clap it, turn your homeboy to a veggie, he a cabbage

Yeah, I'm humble, but I'm still not average, all my bitches light skin and they ratchet

Stack it up, I make the hundreds do a backflip, Gucci show me how to hide 'em in a mattress