Respect My Name Gucci Mane (Ft. Yung Joc)

[Intro: DJ Holiday & Gucci Mane]
Drumma Boy
Oh, it's Holiday season, nigga
It's Gucci, Gucci, s'Gucci, squad, squad, squad

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It's Gucci, two times, two nines, copped the 'Rari, two times
Fucked two sisters, two times, swear them bitches too fine (Holiday season)
I'm off the chain, no lie, I'm in the right frame of mind
I don't have time for haters, I'm out here kickin' my rhymes
Two Gucci trucks, two-two busters, me Flockaveli
Nigga we hot, get ready, top of the line, you petty
Stop it, I said it already, deadly, yeah Jason or Freddy
Grill got remixin' no Eddy, you shouldn't've booked me, you get it
What them boy say, I'm with it, any time of day, we killin'
I got a really good feeling I might go kill me some niggas
Fuck what you sayin', my nigga, I'm not with playin', my nigga
I be with layin' in bushes, wakin' up early to drill 'em

[Chorus: Yung Joc]
Respect my gang, respect where I hang
Know my gains the nine might bang
We get it off the [?], respect the hustlers
Money over suckers, wish death to them busters
Respect my gang, respect where I hang
Know my gains the nine might bang
We get it off the [?], respect the hustlers
Money over suckers, wish death to them busters