Go Gucci Mane

[Intro]
(Drumma Boy)
Drumma, big money talk (BrickSquad)
I ain't listenin' to none of that cheap shit
I ain't buyin' nothin' cheap (Yeah), I ain't wearin' nothin' fake
Yeah, squad talk, burr
Y'all niggas some sissies (Woo, woo)
Go, go, go
Y'all niggas some real marks out there, man (That's all I tell 'em)
I tell 'em how it go, shit goin' (I can tell 'em, "Go")
Go

[Verse 1]
Your nigga broke, baby girl, I ain't goin' for it (How you know?)
A half a pint in a two liter, bitch, I over-pour it (Lean, lean)
She know my homeboy, she used to be my boy, ho (That's my boy)
She don't wanna go, but she wanna go
Got-got them knots in my pocket and she not goin' (It's Gucci)
With all these diamonds on, how could I be not glowin?' (Burr, burr)
Yeah, I'm the Don (Burr, burr), Don Won (Burr), draped in Ralph Laurеn (Huh? Baow)
Your mans a bench warmer, baby got a bench warrant (Got a bеnch warrant)
I got a bright wrist, bitch, I'm a flight risk (Burr)
My watch hittin' like its sun light, it's dark bitch (Bling, bling, bling)
And I buy two of every thing, Noah's october (Shout-out)
She said my body is a work of art, and I find it odd (Ugh, know that's bold)
I told her "Baby, this my job, that's just how I talk" (How I talk)
"And I might let you go because your shit is off the charts" (You can go, go)
She said she go to Georgia Tech and she just got a job (She goin')
I let her go to Magic with me and we threw a wad (Goin', go)