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[Gucci Mane]
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
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[Gucci Mane]

Trap God, started this trap shit, you need to thank me (Yup)
Lil´ knucklehead, Sun Valley youngster, mama tried to spank me (Mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left ´em stankin´ (Yeah)
Niggas get some liquid courage when they get to drinkin´ (Drinkin´)
His brains scattered on the dashboard, now we see what he thinkin´ (Yeah)
Must thought I was a ho or somethin´, that´s what he get for thinkin´ (Ho)
Better off tryna rob a bank or somethin´, I call that wishful thinkin´ (Wеll, damn)
Please don´t take anothеr step, my G´s gon´ get to blankin´ (My G´s)

DOA, his mama heard the news and went to faintin´ (Damn)
Breaking news, we put him on the news, we made him famous (Famous)
Please proceed with caution, Gucci Mane them armed and dangerous (And dangerous)
I hangout with felons, we don´t never talk to strangers (No)
It´s Big 1-0-1-7 and I keep one in the chamber (1-0-1-7)
Lot of niggas angry that my cash went up a level (A level)
Unbury money every day, I need another shovel (It´s dirty)
It´s an angel on my shoulder and a devil on the other one (A demon)
Turn wives into widows and my gun can kill an elephant (Well, damn)

I feel like a president, dude suck dick like Joe Biden´s son (Joe Biden)
Don´t play me, play with your kids, don´t have one, go and have you one, uh (Hah)
I´m just havin´ fun, my old flow was from Michigan
My life a lavish one, I touch down cold like Michigan
Brush you off, switch the gun, my jits went on a blickathon
We havin´ navy guns, my trap look like the Pentagon (Wop)

[BigWalkDog]
Trap look like a Dixie Queen, can´t talk if you ain´t give fifteen
I´m so icy, 1017, I´m fresh just like some listerine

This chain right here a fifty piece, the pendant too, this fifty each
These niggas can´t even sit with me, these bitches wanna get with me
Exotic ´bow a four-for-four, you get thirteen, you get three more
You play with us, we up the score, I should´ve been on Traphouse 4
Bitch, I´m the shit just like commode, look at this drip all on my clothes
Look at this shit stick to the bowl, I´m ´bout to break my wrist for sure, hey
Trap look like it´s jumpin´, I just ran up on a junkie (I did)
I can´t serve no onions, you ain´t pull up with no money
This shake cost fifteen hundred, I finessed for thirteen-twenty

They say bigger the wrist, bigger the lick, go get some money, hey (BigWalkDog)

(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)