Quiet Gucci Mane

[Verse 1]
Do anybody know somebody who know somebody?
Who know somebody who know somebody who got the mollys
Karate Kid but I don't even know karate
Kush got my eyes low like Mr. Miyagi
East Atlanta Santa, yeah my stomach fat and jolly
Fucked up 50 grand in Vegas with my nigga (?)
Got the battle of the bands going in my Robin's
And if you think of robbin Gucci, you gon have some problems..
Servin pizza pies, and all my pies got extra toppings
And I be shittin on all these niggas just like pigeon droppings
30 grand in all hundreds, I don't do the wallet
And I'm about to fly to New York cause I'm going shoppin

[Bridge]
I take a brick, break off a brick and cook a deuce
Way I'm beating up all these babies call it child abuse
Way I'm beating that white girl, that's domestic violence
And my money talk for me cause I be being quiet

[Hook]
Quiet, quiet, cause I be being quiet
I let my money talk for me because I'm being quiet
Quiet, quiet, cause I be being quiet
I let my money talk for me because I'm being quiet