Plenty Mo

Homeboy

Turn me up

Guwop

Mike Will

EarDrummers

Turn up

Purple 'rari

Purple rim

Purple bad ***** with a purple tan

Orange frames, orange Lam'

Orange [?] and orange [?]

Red Charger, red Bentley

*****, I came up at the Red Room Inn [?]

Twenty hit the room

And the four just missed me

***** so strong, you can't light no incense

Gucci Mane's a multi-multi

Hundred thousand dollars, rent me

My goons might dress up in bow ties

Always keep three killers with me

Gucci Mane don't back down, no guy

See your ass later, let a couple months go by

Whippin' up the ****, true story, my old life

Still got work like Drake, *****, no lie

Room of house full with nothin' but smokers

In the kitchen, now I'm cooking up that coca

Used to get the **** right from my brother

My plug in the [?] come right under

And you can't pull *****t with a set, your Honor

Spikes in my cleats cause I'm a punter

Black shades on like Stevie Wonder

Cheetah print on cause life's a jungle

If you boys attempt to conquer

What I conquered, I'ma run you off the block

And hit your homie

Cause this clip here hold a hundred

Gun long as a gila monster

'90, was a Fila monster

And Gucci Mane gon' keep a strap

Show [?] just like it's [?] summer

If you want some, come get some, baby, cause there's plenty mo', you can get some of this *****t

If you want some, you can get some, baby, come getcha some, cause there's plenty mo' of this *****t

If you want some, come get some, baby, cause you want some, yeah, get you some of this *****t

If you want some, come get some, baby, cause there's plenty mo', you can get you some of this *****t

If you want some, you can get some, baby, come get you some, cause there's plenty mo' of this *****t

If you want some, come get some, baby, cause you want some, yeah, get some of this *****t

If you want some, come get some, cause there plenty mo', got plenty mo' of this *****t

Pl-Plenty mo', plenty mo' of this *****t

Got plenty mo', got plenty mo' of this *****t

I drop ashes, so careless

And these pants came from Paris

Your boyfriend's embarrassed

She felt the fabric, she [?]

I'm spending broccoli for carats

I'm in Versace, shoppin'

*****s pocket-watchin', they starin'

And I'm a step up on fa*****on

Got these three months in advance

They feel the fabric I'm wearin'

These pants I got come from Paris

I make your man feel embarrassed

Don't speak in Frank, I'm in France

Black patent leather, [?]

I'm droppin' ashes on [?]