Fold Dat Money Up Gucci Mane (Ft. Project Pat)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
This a vibe, man
Gucci Mane, they say you're crazy, I understand (It's Guwop)
Only one way to go is up
Heads up at all times
Mr. East Atlanta, huh
Yeah, huh
They call me Fiji water
Haha, burr
Mike WiLL on the beat, Evil Lyrxo, contemplatin', huh, huh (Burr)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the club close, when the hoes go
Fold that money up, fold that money up
When the dope go out the dope-hole
Fold that money up, fold that money up
Hit a lick, sell a brick, fold that money up
Fold that money up, fold that money up
Tryna stack my money 'til I can't fold it up
Tryna stack my money 'til I can't fold it up

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I was a jit full of shit tryna sell a brick (Huh)
Just a knucklehead nigga from the projects (Huh)
Niggas sleepin' on me, they kept sendin' death threats
Like that Gucci Mane can't come in with a slick left (Shh)
Man, I was jabbin' with the right, man, my whole life
They said that, "Gucci Mane, you're crazy, uncircumcised" (Haha)
I whip that dick off on that bitch, she said, "Surprise, ho" (Yeah)
I said, "I'm thinkin' so crazy, I got a mastermind" (Wizzop)
I got so much money, my money doin' backflips
I made it flip again and then it made me happy
I made an Elliot today, they call it trappin'
I might just smile, I'm your dog, fashion (Haha)
I put the Atlantic on my skin, did that shit again
The Evil Lyrxo, you can't touch me, not even kick my shin
They say, "Doc, what's goin' on in your dirty mind?"
That bitch so fine, when she doin' all the time
You saw them bring her out, what's this going on?
My money long, long, long, long, real long (Long)
My money longer than the adlibs on every song (Burr)
My money, it got it goin' on (Yeah)