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I got my motor running, amp poppin, trunk jumpin, feet boppin
Smoking something, feeling good, feeling like I'm on top of the world
She got her Gucci sandals, Gucci shades, Gucci bag, Gucci shades
Said she like that Gucci Mane so I'm laying on top of your girl
A black and grey Spider, it's no tarantula
Ferrari F130 bruh, we make bitches scared of us
Scared of us, scared of us, ain't no competitors
Predators, predators, all of us are predators
The sex for heterosexual, Gucci Mane I'm blessed bruh
I don't give a damn that girl cannot fit in my schedule
Etcetera, etcetera, yeah I got et cetera
Whole lotta lettuce bruh, whole lotta cabbage bruh
Yams I got yams, give a damn I got grams
I've been running up them bands since I was a young mane
Call me Gucci Mane La Flare, call me Gucci VVSing
All these diamonds on my fingers call me Gucci Liberace
I got my motor running, amp poppin, trunk jumpin, feet boppin
Smoking something, feeling good, feeling like I'm on top of the world
She got her Gucci sandals, Gucci shades, Gucci bag, Gucci shades
Said she like that Gucci Mane so I'm laying on top of your girl
Higher than a motherfucking airplane
I just bought an airplane, came back from London
A jet man, now I got jet lag
A jet man, now I got jet lag
Gucci carry on bag, Gucci carry on
Gucci catalog, and I'm putting on strong
Got my Gucci bucket, Gucci wallet, Gucci hat and Gucci belt
Gucci Mane La Flare, I can design this shit myself
Red boy, lead boy and I'm dripping red
Cocking pistols back, every time I'm hopping out my bed
Red boy, lead boy and I'm dripping red
Cocking pistols back, every time I'm hopping out my bed
I got my motor running, amp poppin, trunk jumpin, feet boppin
Smoking something, feeling good, feeling like I'm on top of the world
She got her Gucci sandals, Gucci shades, Gucci bag, Gucci shades
Said she like that Gucci Mane so I'm laying on top of your girl
















































