It’s Goin Up Gucci Mane (Ft. Bun B & Yo Gotti)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Are you ready?
Gucci Andretti, Spaghetti Junction
Drop top Ferrari, call it the Headless Horseman
Water whipping in the kitchen my wifey bitching
But I ain't got no time for scressin, I'm tryna stretch it
I hold up my whip my left wrist, call me left wrist
Right wrist, make the work twist like it's chopsticks
Roof gone, Gucci present, my top is absent
My old school make em hate me with a passion
Loud in, bales of loud in, got that strong huh?
Countin up a hundred thousand in my long johns
I'm up on these suckas so I guess that's why they block
See these niggas need to shop with me, come up on a knot
Dope boy took 400,000 to the lot
Where them keys to that Rolls Royce? Drop it like its hot
Nigga tried to rob Gucci Mane, guess that boy forgot
That my carbon, carbon 15, keep 200 shots

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Yea I'm Hot
My Feature Price Its Goin Up
Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its Goin Up Its The Drought
You Know The Price Its Going Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Said Up Zone 6 My Check Up
Pull Up To The Club And Theyd Be Wut the Fuck