Horror Flick Gucci Mane

[Intro]
We don’t make porno’s, we make horror flicks
The way I kill a bitch, that shit a scary movie
Lil’ momma choosin’ but she on that scary shit
She wanna go, but I think that she scared of Gucci

[Hook]
(It's Gucci!)
We don’t make porno’s, we make horror flicks
The way I kill a bitch, that shit a scary movie (yeah)
Lil’ momma choosin’ but she on that scary shit (huh?)
She wanna go, but I think that she scared of Gucci (it's Gucci!)
We don’t make porno’s, we make horror flicks
The way I kill a bitch, that shit a scary movie (yeah)
Lil’ momma choosin’ but she on that scary shit
She wanna go, but I think that she scared of Gucci (yeah)

[Verse 1]
I talk trash like every pay
My dope jump like Shawn Kemp
Need to hire Perry mason ‘cause I just caught an M
Cook my dope fast forward, sell lean in slow motion
4 am, still goin’
8 am, still smokin’
Caught a charge and beat it
Gucci Mane, I’m undefeated
Red bottom’s on all my hoes, all my bitches are so conceited
Front flip, I’m flippin’ bricks
Backflip, you hustle backwards
Your girlfriend is unattractive
Could’ve but I didn’t smash her
Call me 4 eyes with these Gucci glasses
Trap school; better take some classes
Algebra; I didn’t pass it, but a Mil’ got there the fastest
Rush hour; I’m stuck in traffic
Kush hour; I’m passin’ gasses
Ace of spades; straight out the bottle
Gucci Mane don’t do the glasses