Uh. It's Gucci. Livin' Legend. I'm a legend. I'm glad that this game so easy to me. Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum. God thanks for sending this dope to me. Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum. Got his F&N in his car with me. Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum. God thank you for sending this bomb to me. Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum. I'm rollin' and I'm gone off ecstasy. Hoes keep saying I'm sexy man. I don't believe nothin' I see or hear. Cause half of that shit ain't real to me. I got a nigga rollin' with me he'll kill for me. I got another nigga like to do deals for me. My daddy was a hustler apple don't fall far from the tree. And I am Gucci Mane my son is gone be a G (Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum). Got that gun with me. Got two hundred round drums in the car with me. I'm bustin blunts got ten cigars with me. I'm gettin' head got a Porno star car with me. Like Mj in Thriller man I dance with monsters. Even right now it's a thief amongst us. Sometimes I know that it's a snitch amongst us. And they gone come out and then my goons gone hunt ya. I got straps like super country. White couch headshot decorate your fun-ture. Oops I meant furniture but damn I fronted ya. He ran off with the pack so I had to punish him. Torture two days and I need some answers. Chain so sick prolly got breast cancer. Yellow diamond rolly time piece bananza. I'm ballin' hard R. Kelly party fiesta. R. Kelly numbers {when I ask my investors?}. Sixteen year old white girls to stretch ya. And you can't comprehend cause I'm too over your head bruh. Seven days a week I'm gone pull up in a red car. I'm super duper high and I'm super successful. Hundred pounds I break it down Five pounds the extra. Bullets go through ya head {who nexta who nexta nexta?}. I'm talkin' to ya now but I don't like to lecture