Brinks Gucci Mane (Ft. Master P)

[Intro: Master P + ​Gucci Mane]
Gucci!
(Big Gucci) It's yo' time
I'ma give you the blueprint
Ain't nobody harder
We got money in the mattress, old money
I got credit cards, Gucci got cash money

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It's the billion kid, Gucci, we went half on a bank
I'm a walkin Saks Fifth Avenue​​​, I live in a tank
He go hard in the paint, he got hard at the bank
Waka Flocka, Gucci Mane, I'm goin hard on the drinks
And I get pussy every day, I guess you is what you drank
Cause y'all pussycat is bigger than the diamonds in my rang
Who is I? done run off with the scrubs
Duck or neck, but you didn't share the love with the thugs
And the rap game paralyze the street life, I'm not sellin drugs
I'm, selling CD's globally, my Brinks truck pullin up
I get offers for a million dollars just to throw it up
I made two thundred thousand today I feel like throwin up
Gucci

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I got Hummer trucks, pullin up, but I'm buyin other trucks
Master P and Gucci Mane done pulled up in the wealth with our
Brinks... if you a real nigga link
Drop Rari pullin up, drophead pullin up
Drop dead, I don't skate, froze up, we pullin up
Brinks... if you a real nigga link
Up, the bad nigga, Brinks