Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Posse on Bouldercrest, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 17.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Posse on Bouldercrest |
| Ear Drummers |
| My posse on Bouldercrest |
| Mike WiLL Made-It, Gucci Mane slayed it |
| Me and my gang at home away from home |
| In a all-red Phantom, in the backseat on the phone |
| It’s callin' up the posse, it’s time to get rippin' |
| And if they get to trippin', then we shootin' like the Pistons |
| Everybody lookin', if you jealous, turn around |
| These twenty-six inches got us so high off the ground |
| The Forgiato rims, they’re skinny as the tires |
| My system soundin' good, but I need the volume higher |
| The Mike-WiLL kick drum make the bitches get dumb |
| Rollin' Rolls-Royces, so the jealous wanna get some |
| Every time we do this, these niggas wanna battle |
| I’m the man they love to hate, the richest one in East Atlanta |
| Picked up the posse on 34 and Gresham |
| Headed up to Bouldercrest, we 'bout to start flexin' |
| The Phantom kind of crowded, the front was leanin' back |
| Scarr, he in the Birdie, got two bitches in his lap |
| On Martin Luther King, the set look kind of dead |
| We need a new street, so posse move ahead |
| We all drippin' in ice, the crew you can’t forget |
| The So Icey Boys and we rippin' up the set |
| My posse’s on Bouldercrest |
| My posse’s on Bouldercrest (Mike WiLL Made-It) |
| The cash is rollin' in, my posse’s gettin' bored |
| There’s not another posse with more points scored |
| We stone cold criminals, we flex like big gorillas |
| We not the average artist, bitch, we certified killers |
| I spent a million dollars just for diamonds on my teeth |
| And every time they see 'em, make their girls get weak |
| People think we crazy, some think that we are funny |
| But it ain’t hard to tell that we make a lot of money |
| We clockin' all the dollars, we rock a lot of gold |
| The other crews mad 'cause we fuckin' all they hoes |
| Woodland, Custer Ave, me and my crew are thugs |
| And they so full of drugs they may never sober up |
| And I’m a dope man and the pack just dropped |
| If you ain’t tryna cop, then this Phantom won’t stop |
| At Boulevard and Moreland the driver broke left |
| And Shiesty shouted «Bouldercrest, it’s time to get def» |
| My girl blew me a kiss, she said I was the best |
| She’s lookin' mighty freaky in her black silk dress |
| The closer that we get, the crazier I feel |
| My posse on Bouldercrest, it’s time to get ill |
| Certified, I’m that lil' nigga that make big ones pay respects |
| CGE, 1017, covered in choppas and baguettes |
| We just flew one of they niggas, tryna see who gon' be next |
| Soon as I burn up this steamer, take me where I parked the 'Vette |
| Why he keep talkin' like he gangster? |
| Cook him, put him to the test |
| My opps don’t never show they background, know I’ll send some' where they at |
| Them pigs can ask a million questions, still won’t get me to say shit |
| It ain’t no tellin' who got shot, if you don’t know, you never slid |
| And they can’t act like they don’t know me, remember I flew out your bitch |
| I take they Rollies and their chains, nigga, I’m the reason you hide your wrist |
| For real menace, been causin' hell, I done did shit you can’t forget |
| I got glizzies around the globe, it ain’t shit to get to them sticks |
| 1017, livin' a dream, come eat with us, we’ll get you rich |
| My posse’s on Bouldercrest (Big blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd) |
| My posse’s on Bouldercrest |
| My posse’s on Bouldercrest |
| My posse’s on Bouldercrest |