| I got pies, Duncan Hines, cookies and the cakes too |
| I’m bussin' down the whole I’m bout to cook the shake too |
| Gucci eatin' good in the hood how’re you? |
| Supa' sized colored diamonds size of ice cubes |
| I’m real smart but I got a sick wrist too |
| I can read, I can write, I can sell white too |
| I’m servin' all the dope bois come to serve you |
| past your curfew |
| My chain got pneumonia the watch is bird flu |
| I’m very thugged out and my homeboys too |
| I’m iced out shawty and my main chick also |
| Maserati Maserati rims dash also |
| 'vette full of bricks bullfrog that’ll cost ya |
| I coulda' Keshawn but I deon’d 'em |
| Under arm kush got it smellin' real musty |
| Sold a couple ounces just to buy some red monkey’s |
| Heavy heavy heavy heavy heavy wrist action |
| Flush it with the water |
| Then you buy a charger |
| Nigga nigga nigga got the Gucci Mane cookies |
| If it don’t jump man Gucci might cook ya |
| I still don’t believe you, you need more people |