Truth Gucci Mane

[Intro]
Haha
It's Gucci
Suckers keep on downing me
They know they should be crowning me
Hahaha
Yo
It's Guwop
Just counting paper, just counting paper
We're just counting the days, huh

[Verse 1]
Eighty chains going and ain't took one yet (Burr)
Ain't nothin' retarded 'bout Gucci but this gold Rolex (Huh)
A ten thousand dollar bounty put on my neck (Burr)
I hope you didn't pay them, 'cause they didn't have no success (Nope)
You seen my interview, nigga, and you got upset (R.I.P.)
I seen your interview too, you looked oh-so-stressed
I think the nigga just mad 'cause I fucked his ex (Mwah)
And I'm a big dog, he got the lil' boy complex
Go dig your partner up, nigga, bet he can't say shit
And if you looking for the kid, I'll be in Zone 6 (Gucci)
I hit a birthday party fresh, you and your homeboy, Tip
I know y'all seen me over there with that black four-fif'
I bought a Bentley Mulsanne, it look just like Tip's
But I never went platinum—do you catch my drift? (Skrrr!)
I never let a nigga do me like Tip did Flip (It's Gucci)
This the same shit that got Big and 2Pac killed, it's Gucci