Lose It

What's Gucci my nigga? What's Louis my killa?

I feel like I can't follow in nobody footstep

Getting GuWop

(You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga)

Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills, young nigga

Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

In the trap still countin' change

Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop

Still-a in that trap getting GuWop

Out the sewer, now my crib the size of Cuba

I be riding around with that blocka

We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka

Versace shit, sold the choppa

Coulda been San Quentin on lock

But I two'd up that ghost

I stack two floors that loaf

I be floor seats by that coach, I be fight seats by that rope

Lately so sick I could vomit, Gin with no tonic

Cheat on my bitch, you know I'm dishonest

But I'm just a product of my environment

Young nigga, young nigga

Pop pills, make mills young nigga

Got wrist, stay trill young nigga

Still talking that, still young nigga

And I ain't ever lose the chain

And shawty head stupid man

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

In the trap still countin' change

Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop

Get down or lay down

Shoot everything up but a school or a playground

Run shit like a Greyhound

I'm in here, now who let the Devil in?

I ain't been taking my medicine

My trigger finger ain't never been hesitant

I am your ruler, no measurements

You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga

Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn't beg to differ

I'm off papers, I heart paper

No sharp paper, better get the point

'Cause I'm point-shaven with a sharp razor

Get buck like a horse stable

Too street smart, I'm a geek, I put my niggas on they feet

So if we fall it be that lean, that make a nigga fall asleep

I can't see none of you niggas, and I can see the future man

Where you going? I'm 'bout to go Tunechi man

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

In the trap still countin' change

Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane

On the choppa rant, on the choppa rant

Pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop

Getting GuWop

(You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga)

Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills, young nigga

Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga