Servin' - Gucci Mane

I think I had one too many blunts today
Too many bills, now I'm jump today
I drank a pint of lean so I wasted mane
I got the gangsta air n_gga, you can taste it mine

I'm swerving, I'm swerving
All of my n_ggas be serving
Pull up to the curb, curb serving
Wutchu want?
Wutchu want n_gga? We workin
I'm servin, I'm servin
Come through with my Bentley, I'm swerving
Hoes say I look better in person
Maybach, I'm a close the f_ckin curtains

What's happenin, hah
It's Guwop, the legend
Ha!
Shout out to zone 6
It's Big Gucci ah
Dollars hittin so hard
You see me
I know you hear me
That strong in
I know you smell me
Ya'll n_ggas are f_ck n_ggas
I know you tellin
And I don't need ya, cause I'm a felon

Touchdown in ya city, where the pass at?
"Where the pass at?" you make a n_gga laugh black
Need a pass for yo n_gga, you'll get blast at
You just a midgrade n_gga like my last pack

I'm just a money making n_gga, you can call ask out
You waitin on me to fall you to wait on yo income tax check
I got so much money I left em all with every damn fifty
And for the Panthers raise your arm up then you make a ball fist
They move my n_gga so far away cause they said he was high risk
His folks can't even come down to see him barely can pay they damn rent
And now he frustrated, incarcerated, got us all tested
And they before tried to give me 40, I'm a jump the damn face

I'm chargin 39 hundred 'fore I got them bags in
8-50 you know I got that swag in
I got that Mexican weed, them bricks you know that trash sh_t
And all you gotta do is drive this sh_t to Athens
Brick Squad in this b_tch, we known for takin
I got a couple more of them squares, they goin to Macon
I'm a stop by Savannah then Augusta
And I'm a multimillionaire but I'm from Custer

These n_ggas tryna hold me back
But a n_gga can't never hold me back
Gucci Mane I'm a get up
And I'm a walk round, and I'm a get me a stack
Walk around with these thigh pads
Damn my n_gga that my bad
That you broke some damn fast
Have the same chance that I had
You feel bad but I'm not sad
You could talk trash but I moved on
Three homes, ten phones
Tell me where did it go wrong
All the money that I have
A.k.a that's my stash
N_gga try to take my cash
Bet the n_gga gon die fast
50 bands in the brand new pants
Take 5000 and I wipe my ass
Gucci Mane fear no man
I'm a tough guy like Conan
Mojo my right hand
And you n_gga was our dope man
RIP to my dope man
I know he lookin down from Heaven

I'm chargin 39 hundred 'fore I got them bags in
8-50 you know I got that swag in
I got that Mexican weed, them bricks you know that trash sh_t
And all you gotta do is drive this sh_t to Athens
Brick Squad in this b_tch, we known for takin
I got a couple more of them squares, they goin to Macon
I'm a stop by Savannah then Augusta
And I'm a multimillionaire but I'm from Custer

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