| Huh, huh, it’s Wizzop
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| It’s Metro, Metro, huh
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| It’s Gucci, yeah
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| Southside
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| Huh, sizzle
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| Metro Boomin' want some more nigga
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| I’m just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day
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| All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way
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| Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way
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| And if you ain’t gettin' no money then you just in the way
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| Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way
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| If these hoes ain’t talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way
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| All these diamonds on my fist, I’m feelin' some type of way
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| If that bitch ain’t gettin' no money then that bitch in the way
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| I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?)
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| Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop)
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| I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 million a day
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| Hol' up, let me clarify, I made 5 million today
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| Niggas lookin' at my watch, they feelin' some type of way
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| But these niggas ain’t get money, man they just in the way
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| You got a hater mentality, it’s hard to relate
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| Hol' up, let me clarify 20 mil out the gate
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| $ 10,000,000 mansion Gucci Mane Estate
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| With an all-gold Rollie, match the fork and the plate
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| My album dropped September but I’m booked up to May
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| These bitches sayin' that I’m gross 'cause I skeet in they face
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| Why you bring your friend, babe? |
| Man, that bitch in the way
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| Shit, I’m tryna fuck both of y’all, I don’t like to play (Wop)
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| I’m just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day
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| All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way
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| Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way
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| And if you ain’t gettin' no money then you just in the way
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| Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way
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| If these hoes ain’t talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way
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| All these diamonds on my fist, I’m feelin' some type of way
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| If that bitch ain’t gettin' no money then that bitch in the way
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| I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?)
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| Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop)
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| I’m Gucci, pretty please, take your foot off these
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| Niggas neck let em' breathe but I just can’t be
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| I’m too rich to give a shit 'bout anyone but me
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| And who gettin' cheese with me cuz that’s all I see
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| Metro on the beat Gucci Mane got a fleet
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| Orange 'vert, black rims, trick-or-treat on the streets
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| They sent me 5 Million dollars I hadn’t been out a week
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| And I got 5 Million niggas playa hatin' on me
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| Ask all the bloggers, 'cause they love to write 'bout me
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| Then ask the mobsters, they never sold that white like me
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| Ask all the boppers, them bitches like to fight 'bout me
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| Then ask the robbers, nobody’s jewelry bright like me
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| Guwop’s a problem, nobody talks the talk like me
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| Guwop’s a cook man, nobody holds a fork like me
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| These niggas liars, no money in the vault like me
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| I’m a supplier, nobody stops the drought like me
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| I’m just slidin' down the 'Crest on a hot summer day
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| All these diamonds on, it got me feelin' some type of way
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| Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way
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| And if you ain’t gettin' no money then you just in the way
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| Took my shirt off in the 'vert cuz the shirt in the way
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| If these hoes ain’t talkin' bout fuckin' then they just in the way
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| All these diamonds on my fist, I’m feelin' some type of way
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| If that bitch ain’t gettin' no money then that bitch in the way
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| I’m Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day, (Well damn, 5 million a day?)
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| Gucci Mane La Flare, I make 5 Million a day (Haha, hold up, okay, Wop)
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| Metro Boomin' want some more nigga
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| This the intro, Metro, Guccio, Wop, Wop! |