That Pack Gucci Mane (Ft. Travis Porter)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
My bank got bigger, the kid got richer
Multi-millionaire but I'm the same old nigga
Never find a nigga with a watch more sicker
Or a rapper nigga spit this game mo slicker
That's yo tender after I hit her
Heard that she broke up with ya own Twitter
I love to suck dick till her face turn bitter
Try to cut her off but I can't get rid a her
Use a ban for a bed, use a brick for a pillow
Bag on yo head, best friend turned killa
Riding in the foreign, steering wheel in the middle
Car jacker, bet to reconsider
Diamonds on my wrist, I'm a hand it out the window
Presidential endo, smell it when the wind blow
4's on my Charger, I drive it like an Enzo
When bricks touch down I'll be dancing in the end zone
6 months gone, would've thought I would've been home
Keep the Barney with me like my last name Flintstone
Never disrespect the street shit that I pimp on
Put a tune out, now yo ass gotta limp home
Squares came in and they move with Benito
Run up on the kid then yo ass is finito
Easy to me, shoot yo ass like a free throw
2 Glock 9's up under the peacoat