Released: October 31, 2014
Songwriter: Gucci Mane Chief Keef
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Bitch, it's young Gucci, man, you heard that I go coco-loco
So much money that my pitbull got a diamond choker
I'm on a yacht, me and my plug, and yeah, we playin' poker
Sippin' coladas, smokin' ganja, he's a heavy smoker
I started right here in the city, they call me a local
I rob you blind and burn the money like the fuckin' Joker
And if you don't believe me, ask them hoes at Strokers
So much money in the air, can't even see the sofa
So much kush smoke in the air, I can't help but smell the odor
They say I cook so many deuces my arm need a motor
Half a pint in the Mountain Dew, now that's a dirty soda
And I sell so many chickens, think I work for Kroger
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I'm flexin', countin' gualas, parkin' Lexus, I don't ride em
Bad yellow bitch, passin' unless she a rider
She is down to ride with me and she gon' hold my Glock (Glocky)
If she see a opp, I tell her pop off, she gon' pop him
My brothers like 2Pac, Notorious, bitch, I'm Big Papa
If I see a opp, I spot him, shot him, bitch, I got him
Drive through, In-N-Out, I throw 'em up, Benihanas
Ridin', hemi, semi on me, catch his ass, semi on 'em
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
I-I been shot callin' since I hit the lotto, ballin'
My diamonds know voodoo 504, bitch, they from New Orleans
Ring, ring, money callin', gotta go, you not important
I'm smokin' TuTu and Tooka and countin' money, tourin'
My Ruger hold a thirty, you can hold a fuckin' chorus
That's eight shots at your face, better be good at duckin' bullets
Pull up in that Lord, that's that shit them hoes adore
I pull up to the club and tell a bitch to hop aboard
Baby, I'm a king, I know I am not a Lord
But I'm Almighty So' and that's that shit that I send shottas for
I'm smokin' paraphernalia with a Glock in tours
Make that bitch sing a melody, you get lots of chords
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I'm flexin', countin' gualas, parkin' Lexus, I don't ride em
Bad yellow bitch, passin' unless she a rider
She is down to ride with me and she gon' hold my Glock (Glocky)
If she see a opp, I tell her pop off, she gon' pop him
My brothers like 2Pac, Notorious, bitch, I'm Big Papa
If I see a opp, I spot him, shot him, bitch, I got him
Drive through, In-N-Out, I throw 'em up, Benihanas
Ridin', hemi, semi on me, catch his ass, semi on 'em
Bitch, it's young Gucci, man, you heard that I go coco-loco
So much money that my pitbull got a diamond choker
I'm on a yacht, me and my plug, and yeah, we playin' poker
Sippin' coladas, smokin' ganja, he's a heavy smoker
I started right here in the city, they call me a local
I rob you blind and burn the money like the fuckin' Joker
And if you don't believe me, ask them hoes at Strokers
So much money in the air, can't even see the sofa
So much kush smoke in the air, I can't help but smell the odor
They say I cook so many deuces my arm need a motor
Half a pint in the Mountain Dew, now that's a dirty soda
And I sell so many chickens, think I work for Kroger
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I'm flexin', countin' gualas, parkin' Lexus, I don't ride em
Bad yellow bitch, passin' unless she a rider
She is down to ride with me and she gon' hold my Glock (Glocky)
If she see a opp, I tell her pop off, she gon' pop him
My brothers like 2Pac, Notorious, bitch, I'm Big Papa
If I see a opp, I spot him, shot him, bitch, I got him
Drive through, In-N-Out, I throw 'em up, Benihanas
Ridin', hemi, semi on me, catch his ass, semi on 'em
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
I-I been shot callin' since I hit the lotto, ballin'
My diamonds know voodoo 504, bitch, they from New Orleans
Ring, ring, money callin', gotta go, you not important
I'm smokin' TuTu and Tooka and countin' money, tourin'
My Ruger hold a thirty, you can hold a fuckin' chorus
That's eight shots at your face, better be good at duckin' bullets
Pull up in that Lord, that's that shit them hoes adore
I pull up to the club and tell a bitch to hop aboard
Baby, I'm a king, I know I am not a Lord
But I'm Almighty So' and that's that shit that I send shottas for
I'm smokin' paraphernalia with a Glock in tours
Make that bitch sing a melody, you get lots of chords
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
I'm flexin', countin' gualas, parkin' Lexus, I don't ride em
Bad yellow bitch, passin' unless she a rider
She is down to ride with me and she gon' hold my Glock (Glocky)
If she see a opp, I tell her pop off, she gon' pop him
My brothers like 2Pac, Notorious, bitch, I'm Big Papa
If I see a opp, I spot him, shot him, bitch, I got him
Drive through, In-N-Out, I throw 'em up, Benihanas
Ridin', hemi, semi on me, catch his ass, semi on 'em