(feat. Big Tank) [Intro] 
Gucci Mane in the buildng (Gucci Gucci) 
Laflare entertainment (Laflare) 
Zaytoven on the track (Zay Tiggy) 
That nigga 
Dest in the buildin (that boy Dest) 
Bad Boy in this motherfucker (Bad Boy) 
Big Cat in this motherfucker (Big Cat) 
Is Laflare in this motherfucker? (That boy Gucci) 
Yuh [Chorus: repeat 2X] 
I got your budget on my neck, your deal on my wrist 
Your whole entire life savings on my pinky nigga 
Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling) 
Bling bling bling bling (bling bling bling bling) [Gucci Mane] 
See I'm smokin on some bubba kush, come from 
California 
Funky like yo' daddy feet is stankin like ammonia 
Now I got his plug with this {?} in 
Arizona When 
I touch Atlanta they gon' tell my telephoner 
Trap niggaz, rap niggaz, wish they could clone us 
Icy cause 
I dig blue blue big bails of marijuana 
Trappin has advanced from just standin on the cornah 
Violators haters will be turned to organ donors 
Chillin in the 
V.I., sippin on 
Corona I'ma get some head with this this bitch like this 
Patrona Stop playing games girl cause 
I don't condone 'em 
If you want some work don't come before like it's a zoner 
Fifteen inches but my rims they some grown-ups 
Sucker for a minute now a nigga has done blow up 
Check my B
DM's, look at my spins, daily goin up 
Check, check my spins, daily goin up [Chorus] [Verse 2] 
Check I'm out the 
Folia, foolin with that 
Scorpion It's mess when that bad chick stride off the rodeo 
Smokin on the fire, got desire, do the holy crescent 
If you ain't poppin no bottles right now (bruh ain't reppin) 
I'm the freshest from dirty, 
Westside rollin close to {?} 
From the alley, habits, might die from a overdose 
On a mission my vision, clouded by the paper 
Crooked, took it, cut it, shave it with the razor 
Even miss my bread and butter, 
I ain't gettin offended 
Run it not in my budget, 
I ain't got to share it 
Who's your man? 
Like it, love it, not to want to play it {?} on them thugs, money on the table 
Who who play in the club? 
You fuckin with the mayor 
I'll be damned, fresh in the mud, put you on the payroll 
What'chu want? 
Say what you want, it's all about me 
We get high and run in the hood, you fall around me [Chorus] [before third verse] 
Big Tank, 
Big Cat Let's get it in nigga 
Uhh [Big Tank] 
I show you how to do this here, keep a light bluish ear 
Sixty on them frightening, so you don't excite me 
Haters don't like me, and 
I don't like you either 
You mad cause 
I'm stacked up, and you underachiever 
You see the plat' 
Amex, you still fuck with 
Visas Vietnam, 
Cakalak, niggaz throw the 
V's up Nigga roll the trees up, what the fuck you waitin on? 
We talkin 'bout this money, so go on make a hatin song 
Gucci's on my feet, but my jeans look like dollar signs 'cicles on my teeth, so 
I'm talkin money all the time 
G's I'ma follow mine, you don't want no part of mine 
Chopper in the back'll have you leapin like 
Impala signs 
Big Tank, 
Big Cat, nigga what you know about it? 
Sittin in the booth, and they told me bring the flow up out it 
Go getter fo' sho' about it, money over e'rythang 
Stackin up this paper 'til it's higher than a airplane [Chorus] [Outro] 
Uhh