Pocket Full Of Money Gucci Mane

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my shit in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I fuck a lot of hundreds
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my shit in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I fuck a lot of hundreds

[Verse 1]
Serve deuces, serve ounces
My trap house be bouncin'
Your baby brother got a bomb from me
Yellow Ferrari, its a bumblebee
Bitch can't get a crumb from me
If a nigga wanna hang with me, gotta shoot a firearm for me
Got a company, [?] off a quarter key
Run off on me its a tragedy
Gold masterpiece like I'm Master P
Wanna sign with me, wanna rap with me
Then you first you gotta be a trap athelete
Get your whole clique killed for a half a p
Industry no rapsody
In my hood y'all couldn't last a week
My young niggas bout to leave out the Jeep
Earn your keep
Headshot across the street your brains leak all down the street