Hah, it's Gucci Uzi
If I do not reach my goal
If I do not reach my goal
You just fuck with Gucci Mane, bitch, it's your lucky day
I just bought a rolls but the Ferrari on the way
If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say
I got so many M&Ms they think I'm Dr. Dre
Bitch you just sucked a millionaire so it's your lucky day
Yeah I just bought a Lambo but that Bentley on the way
If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say
If you ain't gettin' no money **** then you in the way
I don't want no friends, I don't want no foes
Now I got my dough, count it my eyes closed
Why you do it like that, cause it's all C-notes
Yeah bitch, I smoke gas I get hella high
Yeah, that shit put me in the sky like satellites
I took that **** bitch so he's a sadder guy
I fuck that **** bitch so he's a madder guy
She was with you when I called her phone
Now she answered and that show you you do matter guy
Yeah, my cousin trappin' and trappin'
I pull these beats now I gotta appetite
Yeah, that girl told me she only fuck with them girls
Then I pulled out my ice
Okay, now I fucked her, now she half a dyke
Diamond like water, I don't need a flashlight
Riding in my Bentley, now I'm swervin' through traffic lights
Countin' a million, boy what all that cappin' like
Yeah, fly first class, don't know what that packin' like
Cop when I drop, in a drop top
You just fuck with Gucci Mane, bitch, it's your lucky day
I just bought a rolls but the Ferrari on the way
If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say
I got so many M&Ms they think I'm Dr. Dre
Bitch you just sucked a millionaire so it's your lucky day
Yeah I just bought a Lambo but that Bentley on the way
If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I ain't got none to say
If you ain't gettin' no money **** then you in the way
Now I stop, better listen
Can't nobody, nobody fuck with my kitchen
I get hoes at a show, just let you **** know it
No limit soldier, way I throw my bows up
My new whip looked like glazed, then I did a donut
My new girl she so nuts remind me of my old one
Bitch I smoke gas I get hella high
Yeah, that shit put me in the sky like satellites
I took that **** bitch so he's a sadder guy
I fuck that **** bitch so he's a madder guy
She was with you when I called her phone
Now she answered and that show you you do matter guy
My cousin trappin' and trappin'
I pull these beats now I gotta appetite
That girl told me she only fuck with them girls
Then I pulled out my ice
Okay, now I fucked her now she half a dyke
Diamond like water, I don't need a flashlight
Riding in my Bentley, now I'm swervin' through traffic lights
Countin' a million, boy what all that cappin' like
Yeah, fly first class, don't know what that packin' like
Cop when I drop, in a drop top
Can't run from us
Can't run from us
Can't run from us

Writer(s): 21 Savage, Gucci Mane, Lil Uzi Vert.