Released: December 23, 2013
Songwriter: Gucci Mane
Producer: Mike WiLL Made-It
[Intro]
You know what it is, it's Gucci Mane LaFlare
You rocking with the trillest
Been trill
Stop playing with these lame ass niggas, man
Drop that shit
Brr!
[?] (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Been trill
[Verse 1]
All of the sudden these niggas pussy, so I wanna be your buddy
If I had a cousin was a pussy ass nigga, I'd say that it wasn't my cousin
I was robbing niggas in my black tee, I ain't even have no bungee
On 3rd street at 13 but I ain't even have no Cutlass
My nigga tried to rob him but got a Glock on me, I'm ugly
Then the droptop deep in the [?] tree, and it look like the car got crutches
I'd murk a nigga then smoke a blunt, man I ain't even think nothing of it
Got duct tape all on your husband, nigga should've paid my money
I don't drive by, I slide by
Watch me glide by
Never seen a nigga in a 'Rari do a drive-by
Yea the choppa with some bullets longer than a french fry
Man you [?] ass niggas need to sell a baked pie
[Chorus]
I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)
Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)
I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)
Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)
You know what it is, it's Gucci Mane LaFlare
You rocking with the trillest
Been trill
Stop playing with these lame ass niggas, man
Drop that shit
Brr!
[?] (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Been trill
[Verse 1]
All of the sudden these niggas pussy, so I wanna be your buddy
If I had a cousin was a pussy ass nigga, I'd say that it wasn't my cousin
I was robbing niggas in my black tee, I ain't even have no bungee
On 3rd street at 13 but I ain't even have no Cutlass
My nigga tried to rob him but got a Glock on me, I'm ugly
Then the droptop deep in the [?] tree, and it look like the car got crutches
I'd murk a nigga then smoke a blunt, man I ain't even think nothing of it
Got duct tape all on your husband, nigga should've paid my money
I don't drive by, I slide by
Watch me glide by
Never seen a nigga in a 'Rari do a drive-by
Yea the choppa with some bullets longer than a french fry
Man you [?] ass niggas need to sell a baked pie
[Chorus]
I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)
Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)
I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)
Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)