Guitar Freestyle - Gucci Mane, DJ Rell

Yeah

Yeah, its Gucci

What’s happenin', it’s ya boy!

Pimp so hard, nigga

Pimp so hard

Swag up, nigga, boss up, nigga

Man up

Gucci Mane, La Flare, put your chin down

I don’t do the push up I do the kush up

I’m booked up, look up «Gucci,» overbook me

Shawty gone stupid, diamonds, look Cupid

Red diamond shawty, floor, just overdo it

Supersized watch, baby check out the bezel

Gucci Mane, La Flare, I’m ahead of the schedule

My Learjet flyin' G5, shawty

Red mic, and shawty, no Levis

Hi, I’m so fly, I’m DUI and I don’t know why I drive

But, I’m suicide, my doors up like a Lamb

It’s Gucci Mane, La Flare, call me gamblin' Sam

Fruit Loop, I’m Toucan Sam

Gucci Mane, I gives no damn

I’m fly as fuck 'cause I’m so kushed up

And I’m so drawn up, and I sip that lean

And I smoke that green, do you know what I mean?

Don’t snort no white but I sell that shit

Man I got that Chanel, man them bricks exist

Right here in the 6, right there exit

You the exit, right there, I’m Zone 6

got the seventy-four O’s, I restarted it bitch

In the store, it’s horrific, flow so horrific

I glorified it, sex and violence, man I supply it

Gucci Mane, La Flare, I’m a firebreathin' dragon

Your girl diggin' me, show to her clique I’m attractive

Gucci, nigga, boy I go crazy

My diamonds ain’t clouded, they never been hazy

Shawty got a chain on, but it don’t amaze me

You spent five grand, I spent one-eighty

Hey, pay me!

Fuck you, pussy nigga, don’t play me!

I don’t give a damn 'cause I get money

I don’t talk crazy, I just talk country and funky

Bunky, I be stitchy, stanky, stunky, skunky, bunky (Huh?)

Booster-ass bitch, you can get the fuck from 'round me

Gucci Mane, La Flare, you can sign here