| Yea |
| If Trap Music ain’t motherfuckin hip-hop |
| I can’t tell my nigga |
| Cause y’all doin' what we does |
| It’s Gucci, Shawty Red nigga |
| Let’s go |
| A bitch I can’t catch is something I’ve never seen (I've never seen) |
| A bitch I can’t catch I will never see (I'll never see) |
| She come around me, she won’t wanna leave (won't wanna leave) |
| Her game so good, have her onto me |
| You niggas spilled the drops but drops I never see |
| My dope so clean, make your nose bleed |
| The feel so strong, make you breach a tear |
| The smoke so strong, higher down the tree |
| I’m a Success story, take a look at my journey |
| In a trap house full of niggas, tryna get them some money |
| Remix, fix fake bails, pills and dummies |
| RIP my uncle Sunny and my homeboy Lonny |
| I trick so many people, should go church on Sunday |
| But I would be a hypocrite because the work come Monday |
| I grew up so fucked up, that’s I’m oh so cunning |
| And I can honestly tell you niggas that I’m so dishonest |
| Let’s give a shout out to the ducks, in the world I punish |
| You think Gucci give a fuck, you got one thing coming |
| If you’s a buster, me and you have nothing in common |
| Trap house, stash house, all I rap bout money |
| It’s Gucci |
| A bitch I can’t catch is something I’ve never seen (I've never seen) |
| A bitch I can’t catch I will never see (I'll never see) |
| She come around me, she won’t wanna leave (won't wanna leave) |
| Her game so good, have her onto me |
| You niggas spilled the drops but drops I never see |
| My dope so clean, make your nose bleed |
| The pill so strong, make you grit your teeth |
| The smoke so strong, higher than the tree |
| Futuristic wrist watch if you rollie tic toc |
| Then it’s not a rollie, hold your rollie it to the tip top |
| Six shot, big shot, top down but tits out |
| Rolls Royce, drop top, call Alfred Hitchcock |
| I miss Big, I miss Pac |
| She walked out, she bitched out |
| She suck the dick non-stop |
| I think I hit the jackpot |
| She act out, she ashed out |
| We ranned out, you’re handout |
| Rappers say they stand out |
| But yet they got they hand out |
| If trap music ain’t hip-hop |
| Then Gucci Mane ain’t hip-hop |
| Humble county grow houses then we have a great crop |
| Hard in the paint trap but nigga I can blake out |
| They shorted me 300, But I served his ass a shake ounce |
| A bitch I can’t catch is something I’ve never seen (I've never seen) |
| A bitch I can’t catch I will never see (I'll never see) |
| She come around me, she won’t wanna leave (won't wanna leave) |
| Her game so good, have her onto me |
| You niggas spilled the drops but drops I never see |
| My dope so clean, make your nose bleed |
| The feel so strong, make you breach a tear |
| The smoke so strong, higher down the tree |