[Intro: Gucci Mane]
I wanna thank God
For opportunity, success
Wealth and health
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
My daddy name Gucci, he the Gucci Mane
Honestly he turned me on to the ice game
He fed the fam with 3 tops, that the con game [?]
Well f*** you, who are you?
You ain't God mane
I fell out with my right hand man, he tried to top on me
I guess it's clear we ain't homies like I think we homies
I'm at the top and I swear to God, it's really lonely
But I'm not coming down, no stoopin' down, I keep it movin'
These young n****'s got no respect who make music
Broke a** n**** never can get used to it
And the bottom of Sun Valley don't do it like the top do it
Bouldercrest we hear AK's more than church music
[Hook]
In this car, horse on the car, with the top off it
Topless broads drivin, Gucci chargin' with no problem
Head shot dead in the bushes with his head off
d*** cut off, throat slit, block knocked off
Decapitated (Huh?)
Decapitated
Decapitated (Bang), bow down
Decapitated (It's Gucci)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I know African's that cut off legs
Jamaican's that cut off heads (What's up b**baclot)
This millionare still in the feds
You in the county and you can't get outta jail n****?
d***, that's so sad
That's so bad
You played out, JJ [??]
Mob ties put a head in your bed (horse head)
You touch Guwop and they goin' mummy wrap your head
I got so much overhead, I gave him diamond bricks instead
And I chumm without a charm, diamond chain and watch instead
My grandad in house and I stay next door to Ned
Cooking dope instead of eggs
Hundred PT's in my fridge
[Hook]
I wanna thank God
For opportunity, success
Wealth and health
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
My daddy name Gucci, he the Gucci Mane
Honestly he turned me on to the ice game
He fed the fam with 3 tops, that the con game [?]
Well f*** you, who are you?
You ain't God mane
I fell out with my right hand man, he tried to top on me
I guess it's clear we ain't homies like I think we homies
I'm at the top and I swear to God, it's really lonely
But I'm not coming down, no stoopin' down, I keep it movin'
These young n****'s got no respect who make music
Broke a** n**** never can get used to it
And the bottom of Sun Valley don't do it like the top do it
Bouldercrest we hear AK's more than church music
[Hook]
In this car, horse on the car, with the top off it
Topless broads drivin, Gucci chargin' with no problem
Head shot dead in the bushes with his head off
d*** cut off, throat slit, block knocked off
Decapitated (Huh?)
Decapitated
Decapitated (Bang), bow down
Decapitated (It's Gucci)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I know African's that cut off legs
Jamaican's that cut off heads (What's up b**baclot)
This millionare still in the feds
You in the county and you can't get outta jail n****?
d***, that's so sad
That's so bad
You played out, JJ [??]
Mob ties put a head in your bed (horse head)
You touch Guwop and they goin' mummy wrap your head
I got so much overhead, I gave him diamond bricks instead
And I chumm without a charm, diamond chain and watch instead
My grandad in house and I stay next door to Ned
Cooking dope instead of eggs
Hundred PT's in my fridge
[Hook]