| Aggressive
|
| Hah, grrr, grrr, grrr
|
| Hah, grrrr, it’s Wizop, grrrr, hah
|
| Zaytoven
|
| All this cash got me feeling aggressive
|
| All this ice got me feeling aggressive
|
| This drop top Rolls is so aggressive
|
| It got these hoes getting so aggressive
|
| All this ice got me feeling aggressive
|
| All this cash got me feeling aggressive
|
| This drop top Rolls is so aggressive
|
| It got these hoes getting so aggressive
|
| I’m Gucci Mane the legend, I don’t fuck with you peasants
|
| I’m too heavy to be petty, boy is you balling or begging?
|
| Please stop calling me, nigga, 'cause I can’t spare not a second
|
| I gives a fuck 'bout a record, I got a criminal record
|
| These boys so scared of big Gucci, they make subliminal records
|
| Most of these rappers is pussy, they making feminine records
|
| It ain’t a nigga in the industry that I wanna meet
|
| Your favorite rapper a sucker that’s not surprising to me
|
| You can’t be talking to the police then try signing with me
|
| I ain’t cosigning these niggas, I’m only vouching for me
|
| I ain’t letting these soft ass niggas stand on no couches with me
|
| You niggas wasn’t in no trap house sacking up ounces with me, pussy
|
| All this cash got me feeling aggressive
|
| All this ice got me feeling aggressive
|
| This drop top Rolls is so aggressive
|
| It got these hoes getting so aggressive
|
| All this ice got me feeling aggressive
|
| All this cash got me feeling aggressive
|
| This drop top Rolls is so aggressive
|
| It got these hoes getting so aggressive
|
| I’m a business, a building, the man with the millions
|
| Use collateral damage cause boy you just a civilian
|
| You’se a sheep in a wolf outfit boy you just a chameleon
|
| And you blend in good, but I’ll hurt more than your feelings
|
| I’m a monster, a mobster, a contract killer
|
| I’m a convict, a conman, an ex-drug dealer
|
| I’m the bricks man, hitman, jack boy, kick man
|
| Knock your door off the hinges, I hit big licks and
|
| All my people like heaters, we don’t like features
|
| We love each other, but we don’t like people
|
| We crazy and violent and they can’t teach us
|
| Preachers couldn’t reach us but the hoes gon' greet us
|
| Cause we balling on you suckers, bitch want more on the bleachers
|
| You niggas real dick riders, male cheerleaders
|
| And you can’t compete with Gucci so just follow the leader
|
| Cause I’m still that boy from Zone 6 that might follow your Regal, pussy
|
| All this cash got me feeling aggressive
|
| All this ice got me feeling aggressive
|
| This drop top Rolls is so aggressive
|
| It got these hoes getting so aggressive
|
| All this ice got me feeling aggressive
|
| All this cash got me feeling aggressive
|
| This drop top Rolls is so aggressive
|
| It got these hoes getting so aggressive
|
| Grrr |