[Verse 1]
The money, digits fall off in my pocket
I went and got the money, I went and got the money whatchu did
Did not know I'm bout the profits? I'm all about a sack, I'm going to the bank, I admit
I'm ridin round the 6 with my sig, It's scary like the Tales from The Crypt
My music for the bloods and the crips, they say its coast to coast, It's Gucci Mane La Flare, do ya dig?
Don;t over stan, It's Gucci Mane, got Pakistan, Afganistan, Belgium, and New zealand, I overstand, I over town, I'm over look, I over look, you under hand, you dirty mouthy scoundrel, it's gucci
I'm grounded, It's Gucci!

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