[Verse 1 - Gucci Mane]
It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine"
It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane & Waka Flame
We fly in, I’m buyin, say you got more birds? You lyin
You trying and lying, you boys ain't supplying
I pitch like Nolan Ryan, got cocaina flying
My partners sick up kids, they take what they gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring my words
I swerve in my Benz, baby, my 40s on the curb
The lean, the herb, pay me like the 1st
Cross Brick Squad, get hurt. I got work - Gucci!

[Hook]
My homeboys will get you, pay you on the 33rd
2 pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words
Undertaker car, triple black drop bird
Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp
All the hoods love us like the 15th and the 1st
2 pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words
Undertaker car, triple black drop bird
Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp

[Verse 2 - Waka]
Five grand for a head shot
Boy don’t be no Flinstone and get your bedrocked, [bad word] Triple red drop, bouncing through the parking lot
Where I'm from, young niggas shooting at the cops
Where I'm from, they faking
My hood right side, [bad word]  green flagging
Lay your [bad word] down if you do too much bragging
3 case, 4 Glocks, [bad word] that's swagging
Penalized, then goes the Packer-Man
What'cha [bad word]  you would think it was a cracker-man
I don't know 'em bah-bah-bah-bah-back'em man [bad word] 'em den! Throw my stash in the club that there'll do
Every girl gettin past you
Send an ambulance on that [bad word] I want that rent due
Robbin every [bad word] that ain't Hit Squad, Blood or [bad word] FLOCKA!!

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Flocka]
Half a million dollar jewelry like  [bad word] that bird!"
Niggas screaming they want beef, I'm like "roger that!"
My album didn't sell, so I'm laying niggas down
Shooting every [bad word] that burns, sleeps or [bad word] frowns

[Verse 4 - YG Hootie]
40 carats on my bracelet, my Polo black
Niggas talking like they won't be wanting that
7 grams in this Swisher, I'm gon solo that
Riding around with my strap like "where they at?"
All these rap niggas hold us on my Philly hat
You will never be a legend like the Gucci Man
You will never be turnt up like my partner Flock
You niggas hoes [bad word] your block when them choppers chop