[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Dun Deal, ayy man
(Dun Deal on the tra-tra-tra-track)
Dun, Guwop
Yeah, take off
(Cut it up, cut it up)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (No)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (Hell nah)
I just wanna ball out with money (Just wanna ball, I just came to ball)
And I ain’t tryna fall out with money (Huh, I can never fall out)
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I’ve got so much money on me (Who?)
I’ve got so much money on me (I got them racks, got them fuckin' racks)
I’ve got so much money on me (I got them stacks, got them fuckin' stacks)
I’ve got so much money on me (Dun Deal, Gucci Mane, burr, burr)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (No, no)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (Free Scooter)
I get so much money (Huh, huh)
I’m standin’ here with so much money (Guwop)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got model money, show money, plus I’m gettin’ that dope money (Preach)
I might get your hoe money, yeah, if she a snow bunny (Pimpin')
Grow house ‘dro money, nick,dime slow money
Glock 9, kick doors, bitch, I need some more money (Lay down)
I ain’t that old, but my bank roll keep a fleet of young hoes (Woo)
Smokin’ on the best ‘dro, that good dope
Gucci cutthroat, used to stay next door to his kinfolk (You lyin')
Limousine tint, bitch, pourin’ up your rent money (Drunk)
Pour it up ’til it turn purp’, 50 Cent money (Who?)
All my goons, yeah they on alert, get ya murked money (Squad)
I’m in Dallas livin’ fuckin’ lavish, I got Dirk money (Swish)
Caesar’s Palace, yeah I let ‘em have it, I got work bunkin' (Gamblin')
Homie ain’t got a cent to his name, he ain’t got money (Damn)
He a lame, ain’t no one to blame, got cocaine money (Huh)
Gucci, I got white money, brown money, green money (Green)
Nigga, you a lean junkie, blind, never seen money (Damn)
Dun Deal, ayy man
(Dun Deal on the tra-tra-tra-track)
Dun, Guwop
Yeah, take off
(Cut it up, cut it up)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (No)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (Hell nah)
I just wanna ball out with money (Just wanna ball, I just came to ball)
And I ain’t tryna fall out with money (Huh, I can never fall out)
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I’ve got so much money on me (Who?)
I’ve got so much money on me (I got them racks, got them fuckin' racks)
I’ve got so much money on me (I got them stacks, got them fuckin' stacks)
I’ve got so much money on me (Dun Deal, Gucci Mane, burr, burr)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (No, no)
I ain’t tryna fall out with money (Free Scooter)
I get so much money (Huh, huh)
I’m standin’ here with so much money (Guwop)
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got model money, show money, plus I’m gettin’ that dope money (Preach)
I might get your hoe money, yeah, if she a snow bunny (Pimpin')
Grow house ‘dro money, nick,dime slow money
Glock 9, kick doors, bitch, I need some more money (Lay down)
I ain’t that old, but my bank roll keep a fleet of young hoes (Woo)
Smokin’ on the best ‘dro, that good dope
Gucci cutthroat, used to stay next door to his kinfolk (You lyin')
Limousine tint, bitch, pourin’ up your rent money (Drunk)
Pour it up ’til it turn purp’, 50 Cent money (Who?)
All my goons, yeah they on alert, get ya murked money (Squad)
I’m in Dallas livin’ fuckin’ lavish, I got Dirk money (Swish)
Caesar’s Palace, yeah I let ‘em have it, I got work bunkin' (Gamblin')
Homie ain’t got a cent to his name, he ain’t got money (Damn)
He a lame, ain’t no one to blame, got cocaine money (Huh)
Gucci, I got white money, brown money, green money (Green)
Nigga, you a lean junkie, blind, never seen money (Damn)
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