Push Ups Gucci Mane & V-Nasty (Ft. Slim Dunkin)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
What up?
I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is time to mount up
Count up, think its time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups
What up?
I got so much money, pull up
Barber drop Ferrari yesterday is time to mount up
Count up, think its time to do a cook up
Hook up, you know my money doing push ups

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Driving real fast of the Ferrari lot
Got the bitch tryna count all the cars we got
On the gas pedal, I don't hardly stop
And stop the show like a bitch in a halter top
No shade, just harder rocks
Purple drink in my soda pop
Police looking for me now, cause they saying Gucci Mane just killed the fucking parking lot
Afterparties in Canada
Drop SPYDER, a tarantula
My money got its own manager
I should walk around with a camera
Make visions move
Sellin inner 2's
Sell bricks while a nigga get interviewed
Don't intrude on my music dude
I got a bitch sucking dick through the interlude
I was bred to ball, I was born to die
I'm too drunk to drive and too high to fly
Before you count to 1-2-3, you see that .45
I'm the living truth, I don't never lie
Made the trap jump, made the track cry
Never let a bad bitch pass me by
Don't ask me why, but I'm too live