[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Fishscale all over my motherfucking apartment
Damn, I got dope all on garment
Cooking dope in Trestletree, move the trap to Sun Valley
Now I’m in Gresham housing, money piling, money piling
I’m so fresh, don’t need a stylist
Buy a rental car and tint the windows
Buy a car, stop the mileage
Stuffing bricks all in a fender
Stuffing P's in the spare tire
Gucci ain’t real, you a damn liar
Say yo nigga a live wire
I'ma short circuit nigga wifi
Serve more chicken than Popeye’s
Strong purp, Popeye
One day I might die, but not soon because I’m strapped fool
I got old schools, I got new schools, I got one rule — don’t cross me
Red bottoms on my feet, courtside next to Spike Lee
Baby, I’m Spike Lee

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
All the purple, all the white
All this green, taking a flight
Up all night, nigga getting shot
Nigga getting popped, Big Guwap
Drop my top, suicide doors
Pouring up fours, just bought me a Rolls
Money over hoes, recycling your clothes
You niggas going broke, I’m sure of my goals
Wop!
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