Released: July 22, 2009

Featuring: Wooh da Kid

Songwriter: Wooh da Kid Gucci Mane

The waves in my fade will make a bitch need a surfboard
I ain't on the track like GDs, Crips, and Vice Lords
Plus Latin Kings, if ya bang throw yo rag up
Whole clique flagged up, zone ghetto tags up
Black car, white guts, you can call it Oreo
Gucci bring pies to yo door like he Dominoes
Soldier like Geronimo my house big as the
Pinnacle
Used to trap at Texaco but now I'm finna buy the one
Rims on my M, bitch a trim, wanna lay with him
Slim with the tilted grill, flossin all the diamond gems
Actually trapping got me counting cash rapidly
Wheels spin backwardly, Bricksquad factory
Pressure, Pressure, these boys under pressure
I know he a college boy I heard he a stepper
Hydro, Eyes low, Whoo Da Kid and Gucci Mane Oh No
All I know is click cock, hit pop I can't let this shit stop
Just to see is everything, that's go help my shit pop
Whoo da King, Whoo da Kid whatever you call me bitch
But I'm not Alfamega never turn my back and turn snitch
Red Maserati peanut butter seats will kidnap you
Running day shit I call that my rotten apple
I don't need no chauffeur I can drive that shit my fucking self
Ooh my smoke my Glock my bro I'm strapped in here with no seat belt
And I move the punchlines I'm pimpin the track
Ol cliffhanging nigga stop swinging on the sack
What's that shit he said about homie run it back
Track work studio so everything is crack
Pressure, Pressure, these boys under pressure
I know he a college boy I heard he a stepper
Hydro, Eyes low, Whoo Da Kid and Gucci Mane Oh No
I don't got no brain no more my brain probably in lost and found
If you find it give it to me I'll give you 800 thou
Million worth of jewelry on, when now, right now
Bling blaow, your out, kids see it's safe now
Chopper size of you shower, rims bigger than your house
When you see me girl smile, I stay for a lil while
In the back with a strap and the clip don't crack
10 pounds of loud, 200 thou
My dead homies could see me now
I bet I make sun valley proud
Bouldercrest my stomping ground
Stand 10 toes down to stomp you down
40 Glock you double pump you
Fucking fuck ya Wacka trunk you
Gucci Mane invisible mane I'm right man can't see me lame
Rims so hot like stove top stuffing, lil pussy ass nigga...
Pressure, Pressure, these boys under pressure
I know he a college boy I heard he a stepper
Hydro, Eyes low, Whoo Da Kid and Gucci Mane Oh No

Gucci Mane

Radric Davis, popularly known as Gucci Mane, is an Atlanta rapper who has released over one hundred full-length projects. Gucci’s impressive discography is comprised of 15 studio albums, seven EPs, a handful of collaborative albums, and over six-dozen mixtapes.

Gucci is recognized by many as one of the founders of the trap sub-genre and is cited by many modern rappers as one of their greatest influences. Under his self-owned label, 1017 BrickSquad, Guwop has signed artists like Young Thug, Waka Flocka Flame, and Chief Keef. Here’s a more complete infographic of his impact on the genre.

Although Mr. Davis has achieved many milestones in his career, his 20-years as a Trap God has been plagued with legal issues and drug addiction, and the star has faced a slew of charges including assaults, drug charges, and even murder. Fortunately, after serving over two years in an Indiana federal prison, Gucci seems to have turned things around. When he was released in 2016, Gucci was quick to show the world his weight loss and sobriety, which shocked many into thinking he was a clone.