[Intro]
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Thinking 'bout them cold nights (Cold), sleeping in that cold cell
Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (Damn)
Soon as I touched down I had to give them folks hell (Yeah)
Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I don't need no wishing well, I'ma buy my bitch Chanel
Keep it real, she paid the bail, kept it player, no kiss and tell
Shout out to the cartel, fuck the opps, they called twelve
I been trapping since twelve, selling nicks and bricks and bales
Narcotics and plenty sales, glass bowls and pocket scales (Skrrt)
Burglar bars and cameras before my life was glamorous (Huh)
I shine like a camera (Shine), I kicked all the amateurs
556's damage ya (Hot), we don't tote no Derringer (Hot)
Go check the thermometer (Hot), we bloodied the furniture
We hit at his momma house, I heard it woke his momma up (Mom)
I'ma keep the chopper tucked, run up if you think you tough (Cha-cha)
Playing with all that funny stuff, they found his body in the bluff (Ha)
Poker face, we never bluff
Play with them, don't play with us (Nah)
We got toys like Toys R Us, the chop's so long it's folding up
Where my boys? They rolling up
They look young, they old enough
Hell no, they ain't old as us
But try us, they gon' spray your bus (Grah)
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Thinking 'bout them cold nights (Cold), sleeping in that cold cell
Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (Damn)
Soon as I touched down I had to give them folks hell (Yeah)
Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I don't need no wishing well, I'ma buy my bitch Chanel
Keep it real, she paid the bail, kept it player, no kiss and tell
Shout out to the cartel, fuck the opps, they called twelve
I been trapping since twelve, selling nicks and bricks and bales
Narcotics and plenty sales, glass bowls and pocket scales (Skrrt)
Burglar bars and cameras before my life was glamorous (Huh)
I shine like a camera (Shine), I kicked all the amateurs
556's damage ya (Hot), we don't tote no Derringer (Hot)
Go check the thermometer (Hot), we bloodied the furniture
We hit at his momma house, I heard it woke his momma up (Mom)
I'ma keep the chopper tucked, run up if you think you tough (Cha-cha)
Playing with all that funny stuff, they found his body in the bluff (Ha)
Poker face, we never bluff
Play with them, don't play with us (Nah)
We got toys like Toys R Us, the chop's so long it's folding up
Where my boys? They rolling up
They look young, they old enough
Hell no, they ain't old as us
But try us, they gon' spray your bus (Grah)
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