| Jingle bells |
| Purple kush smells |
| 675 one ounce |
| My trap do numbers, chickens all summers |
| But come back dawg we’re out (out) |
| My swag turned up, my swag got an amp |
| Your tramp seen the champ and her pussy got damp |
| Chickens with the stamp |
| I count so much money that my fingers got a cramp |
| If you’re not with that camp I suggest you better vamp |
| I’m rollin up the plant |
| Gucci mane’s an alien and you’re not even ant |
| Never say can’t, ball, kevin durant |
| Camp shine like lamps; guns, grass game gramp |
| Crack a egg, that’s my charm, like an omelette on my arm |
| Cause my diamonds are my sons, yellow diamonds for my mom |
| He’ll go to the prom, sellin dope what I was doin |
| Lamborghini, beemer, corvettes and my ten year class reunion |
| Cause my flow so weird |
| Diamonds same color as santa claus beard |
| Ho ho hoes I think santa claus here |
| Dashing through the snow in my old school chevrolet like |
| Over the hills we go, nigga, I sold so much dope |
| My car got personality, the grille be smiling, honey |
| My rims are very charming and my leather seats are comfy |
| Gucci major money shawty I get crazy cloudy |
| Have a baby by me probly maybe I’ll buy you an audi |
| Maui wowie, stupid cloudy, loudy got me rowdy rowdy |
| Chevy caprice 73 play master p I’m bout it bout it |
| Prints color mariah carey, if they’re candid ask about it |
| Tell em that big gucci said it, so icey get stupid with it |
| Drop top be, passenger seat celebrity |
| Seven chains on so gucci mane shining heavily |
| Cocaine heavenly, soft white prejudice |
| All white bricks same color as my necklace |
| My flow so weird |
| Diamonds same color as santa claus beard |
| Ho ho hoes I think santa claus here |
| Dashing through the snow in my old school chevrolet like |
| Over the hills we go, nina, I sold so much dope |
| ? jumper, I can’t throw a slider |
| But gucci mane’s a rider, slide by any spider |
| Spiker, viper, vette with rally striper |
| Tiger stripe pits in my house, ready to bite ya |
| Standards way higher, don’t have time to tie em |
| Cocaina fry em, gas don’t cut the eye uh |
| Bags full of kushy, beg a pussy to push me |
| Brick ya from the roofie, uses it for a cushion |
| Gushin, whippin, my watch is good lookin |
| Attractive, handsome, damn that bitch is lookin |
| Gucci |