作词 : Radric Davis 作曲 : Radric Davis [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] ****in' round with Gucci it gone lead to an injuring Treat ya like third period turn ya to history Nigga say he did this but nigga's a mystery I bet it sucks ya found out your favorite rapper's a sissy This purple shit I'm sippin got them young niggas trippin' He faking like he got a cough to get a prescription You came to Atlanta but didn't ask my permission You walked in normal but ya walked out with stitches I'm Mister Nighttime I lose my mind with the bottles At Ocean Prime at lunchtime eatin' steak with a model Down south president like Jimmy Carter from Georgia Hundred-thousand-dollar Charger parked at my headquarters
[Hook: Gucci Mane] Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga Picture that, picture that, picture that Jumpin' out the Phantom, talkin' real mannish Robin's Jeans saggin, bein' broke I can't imagine that Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga Picture that, picture that, picture that Jumpin' out tha Rari, lookin' really handsome Brick Squad going broke, I can't even fathom that
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane] They say a bird in the hand beats a bird in the bushes But there's a killer in the bushes and your shooters are some pussies Try to rob Gucci Mane, right plan wrong nigga Tried to make it to the Ham, got pulled over Villa Rica Leave your sister a pistol, a kilo of the crystals A scale, a bale, some bands and some scissors And my money stretch longer than the Chattahoochee River If its ten a key then I'm goin' to Chattanooga! You say I know you like I knew you then why I do you like I do you Bitch I flew here and you grew here I'm not new here what's it to you? I pour fours, and deuces, and drinks, and juices Sell bales, and bricks, and blunts, and loosies
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作词 : Radric Davis 作曲 : Radric Davis [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] ****in' round with Gucci it gone lead to an injuring Treat ya like third period turn ya to history Nigga say he did this but nigga's a mystery I bet it sucks ya found out your favorite rapper's a sissy This purple shit I'm sippin got them young niggas trippin' He faking like he got a cough to get a prescription You came to Atlanta but didn't ask my permission You walked in normal but ya walked out with stitches I'm Mister Nighttime I lose my mind with the bottles At Ocean Prime at lunchtime eatin' steak with a model Down south president like Jimmy Carter from Georgia Hundred-thousand-dollar Charger parked at my headquarters
[Hook: Gucci Mane] Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga Picture that, picture that, picture that Jumpin' out the Phantom, talkin' real mannish Robin's Jeans saggin, bein' broke I can't imagine that Picture that, picture that, picture that nigga Picture that, picture that, picture that Jumpin' out tha Rari, lookin' really handsome Brick Squad going broke, I can't even fathom that
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane] They say a bird in the hand beats a bird in the bushes But there's a killer in the bushes and your shooters are some pussies Try to rob Gucci Mane, right plan wrong nigga Tried to make it to the Ham, got pulled over Villa Rica Leave your sister a pistol, a kilo of the crystals A scale, a bale, some bands and some scissors And my money stretch longer than the Chattahoochee River If its ten a key then I'm goin' to Chattanooga! You say I know you like I knew you then why I do you like I do you Bitch I flew here and you grew here I'm not new here what's it to you? I pour fours, and deuces, and drinks, and juices Sell bales, and bricks, and blunts, and loosies
