Tell Dem Boyz

Drumma Boy

Tell the tattoo guy where to meet me at

Because my neck and back, I'm inking that

Dirty Sprite, I'm drinking that

Never seen a Sprite more pink than that

So much threats, got a asthma attack

So much ice, got a ice attack

Baby girl wanting Cartier when she see me come in my Air Max

Gucci Mane, call me Gucci gang

Because I didn't change my slang and I done changed the game

What's the name?

It's Gucci Mane with Flocka Flame and it down thing chain

Tote a nine

Still on the grind

I got what you need

I got all kinds

Lemon lime, sour D

I got what you need

Come shop with me

I'm like a Cali man

I got Cali tree

Truck under Sun Valley trees

Took your girl on a shopping spree

Neiman Marcus, Bloomingdale's

She all on my coat tail

What the hell?

East Atlanta Chanel

I'm not going back to jail

I gotta go make me some mail

No matter how many times I tell them boys

They gon' fuck around and smell them boys

Don't write off their aggression, boy

I got something to sell them, boy

Riding around with chopper toys

I'm so fucking paranoid

All I got to do is tell them, boy

They coming to get your boy

No matter how many times I tell them boys

They gon' fuck around and smell them boys

Don't write off their aggression, boy

I got something to sell them, boy

Riding around with chopper toys

I'm so fucking paranoid

All I got to do is tell them, boy

They coming to get you, boy

Apartments, we'll shoot 'em up

Your Crown Vic, we'll shoot 'em up

Your trap house, we'll shoot it up

Your new coupe, we'll shoot it up

We'll shoot it up

Yeah, we'll shoot it up

We'll shoot it up

We'll come shoot it up

We'll shoot it up

We'll shoot it up

We'll shoot it up

We don't give a fuck

How many times I tell them boys?

They gon' fuck around and smell them boys

Don't write off their aggression, boy

I got something to sell them, boy

Riding around with chopper toys

I'm so fucking paranoid

All I got to do is tell them, boy

They coming to get your boy

No matter how many times I tell them boys

They gon' fuck around and smell them boys

Don't write off their aggression, boy

I got something to sell them, boy

Riding around with chopper toys

I'm so fucking paranoid

All I got to do is tell them, boy

They coming to get you, boy