Holiday season! Ricky Racks I See You! [Hook Gucci Mane] If being filthy rich is a crime I guess Im guilty bitch I guess Im guilty bitch I killed the rap and last night I pleaded selfdefense I guess Im guilty bitch I guess Im guilty bitch [Verse 1 Gucci Mane] These suckas talking nonsense I killed your homeboy Cause I dont have a conscience Im strapped like Bronson Brick Squad, Trap House, beat bunking Im wild like Tarzan Im swinging through the Zone 6 In Ferraris. Its on again I go to win, strapforstrap I go rap for rap, I rep the trap Refuse the death but game to slap My phone is tapped Im off the wall and off the scale Came out of jail like A bat out of hell I refuse to pay up, gotta salute the myth Got Clientele, I might as well Im moving weight from statetostate I gots to get my aconchelet? I know the feds be watching me But there aint no way they stopping me [Hook Gucci Mane] [Verse 2 Young Buck] Drop a pack off to my lawyer Take these charges, overturn em Roll the kush in my trial papers And burn em Im not going The fork in it and my Glock showing If it dont shine then its not glowing Aint mine if its not foreign Broke ho bitch you not knowing! They was rap touring I was behind the bus With packs for em Didnt plan on digging this up But I need a shovel Good looking, Gucci got me back Im trying to buy another Pounds of mid and my college bitchs House neighbors complaining about the smell They got her kicked out They popping down to the last pill In Cashville Im getting it fast still, on the real I feel it
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