Nigga, turn up
It´s GuWop
Trap house bunkin´
Trap house mansion
Yeah, right on Flat Shoals Exit, nigga

We got London on da Track

[Gucci Mane]
I´m pourin´ fours and shit, I need to just put a deuce in
Car cost four-hundred-thou´ and I put a roof in
My nigga pot cook it so good he put his shoe in it
Nigga, it´s a gangsta party, why fuck is you in it?
Head bust a microwave, shit, didn´t take him two minutes
You know that there´s some straps in the club, they let my crew in
I might just do the Michael Vick man and cook it left hand
If you ain´t talkin´ ´bout buyin´ grams then I´m a deaf man

I can make the dope do numbers, the Stacey Augmon
I told my bitch to dye her hair red like Dennis Rodman
If Gucci Mane got so much money then why he robbin´?
We thirty deep, we cover the streets, nigga, we mobbin´

[Young Thug]
(It´s Guwop), again
Thugger and Guwop, again
Chasin´ that Guwop, again
That´s my lil whoadie, again
We chasin that money baby, again
We fuckin´ your hoe up baby, again
And if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby
Pull up and pour it
I´mma go gold, let you know it

I got gold on my rollie
And I´m real right like a poet
I look like a dope boy, I know it
I know I´m gonna win it like Floyd
I became an important lil´ boy
Money long like a sock with some shorts

[Young Thug]
My bitch white and she brown like port
Ed-umacation abort, bookin´ these dorks
I jumped off the porch and went north
Whipped you some dope full of narc-cotics
YSL hardbody, I got ´bout 20 chickens in the lobby, baby
Ride It, ride It Kawasaki, saki
I don´t speak english
I fuck that mouth, on the secret
I´m the big homie, I´m leakin´

Stick to the streets like I´m cement
I don´t need no change, you can keep it
I don´t want your verse on my remix
No panties she my secret
Got a hunnid bands on me I´m cheesin´
This the sequel, lookin´ down like an eagle

[Young Thug]
(It´s Guwop), again
Thugger and Guwop, again
Chasin´ that Guwop, again
That´s my lil whoadie, again
We chasin that money baby, again
We fuckin´ your hoe, again
Pay if you owe me baby, go head and show me baby
(yeah again)
Pull up and pour it
I´mma go gold, let you know it

I got gold on my rollie
And I´m real right like a poet
I look like a dope boy, I know it
I know I´m gonna win it like Floyd
I became an important lil´ boy
Money long like a sock with some shorts

[ Young Thug]
You mean that bitch, she whip out that dick
She is sucking, she is fucking
Sitting right there on her knees like a bucket yeah, yeah