[Hook: Gucci Mane] (Produced By: 808 Mafia)
I'm a money getting [bad word] Atleast that's just what I'm known for
You better call on my connect
And ask him what he put me on for
I heard ya niggas ballin'
Then why the [bad word] you take a loan for
But get the [bad word] out East Atlanta
You niggas know you don't belong here

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
All my niggas smoking strong here
We don't talk reckless on the phone here
lot of clique's don't get along here
Bricksquad my nig, we rock our own gear
I'm on the crib sitting on my lawn chair
I hope you don't read me wrong
But if I go pull out that tone dear
I bet that you don't make it home
I'm in the trap house with my long johns
And I been trapping all day long
They call me baking soda Armstrong
Before it dry that [bad word] be gone

[Hook: Gucci Mane & Meek Mill]
I'm a money getting [bad word] (money getting [bad word] )
Atleast that's just what I'm known for (that's just what I'm known for!)
You better call up my connect (my connect!)
And ask him what he put me on for (what he put me on for!)
I heard ya niggas ballin' (ballin!)
Then why the [bad word] you take a loan for (loan for!)
(You better stay up out of Philly [bad word] You know you pussies don't belong here!
Meek Milly!)

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Rose gold on my bottom six, half a mil on foreign whips
I'm in the wheel with a foreign [bad word] I'm on the bra strap, she on this [bad word] Just bow down you lame, your diamonds look strange
I'm grinding like Wayne
When he on that skateboard, I'm safe! [bad word] your new girl, my old [bad word] My old [bad word]  your new girl
Young lil rich Philly [bad word] Them hoes tell me I'm too thoro'
I don't even [bad word] one on one
Cause when [bad word]  I need two girls
That's down to [bad word] like all night
Get them [bad word] that hard pipe
Ridin' with on that Kesha
And we smoking on Kesha
Young [bad word] fresh like Easter
Blood dripping on my sneakers
Straight drop I stick that
I sell a brick, I get back
That Molly look like a Tic Tac
And I tell a ho that [bad word] back like Whoa!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I drop a bag on yo' head [bad word] And they'll locate yo' [bad word] like OnStar
I ain't have to buy [bad word] [bad word] My [bad word] Waka got his own card
You on my [bad word]  like you a [bad word] [bad word] Why don't you go and quote yo' own bars
And I don't want to go back to jail [bad word] But you gon' make me catch one more charge
I could look and tell your frail [bad word] But you keep on tryna to look hard
Your friends keep asking "what's the smell [bad word] 
That's your mother [bad word] homeboys