Handicap Gucci Mane (Ft. Big Bank Black)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Well, I bounce in past the bouncer, with a handgun and a chopper
Well, I bounce in past the bouncer, with a handgun and a rifle
I might bounce in, me a bouncer, handgun and an ounce
Young nigga with a shotgun, and a handgun, and a rifle
Get pitched in, I’m a lifer – put my hand on the Bible
You walking fast, you need to slow up, ho
Acting lame, you need to grow up, ho
Got drank, I’m ‘bout to pour up, ho
I was broke, but I ain’t broke no more
No place the GuWop can’t go
Trap rap, fuck hip-hop, ho
Rambo with a loaded four-four
Commando, kick in your front door
Jesús, Alejandro
Get your whole family killed like El Chapo
Lots of guap and escundo
Drop the top, I’m in a new Lambo’
Let your daddy know, twin Calicos
And I’ll kill your ass if you like to gamble
County man, if your ass didn’t know
Like Cunningham I make your ass ran, ho
Afghanistan, I’m a travelling man
And when I pull up, got an army van
You must live in Fantasy Land
Cut off you and your partner hand
Candyman, I’m from the scrap
And I’ll leave your partner’s ass handicapped