Cuban on my wrist, Cuban on my neck, your girl on X
Money talks, she on the phone now, we havin' phone sex
Never duckin' from you peons, I ain't fold yet
Kept it real since the begun, I ain't told yet
I done finally got my muscle up, you know I'm gon' flex
People ɾootin' for [Dm7]the hustler, I think I'm on [C7]next
At your neck, I don't get tired, I ain't gon' ɾest
You gotta play your cards ɾight, them [A]jack boys on [C7]deck
I gotta keep the fan on, you [A7know them [A]girls gon' sweat
I'm tɾyna put my [A]man on, but he ain't came home yet
Kodak Black but my [A]hoe ɾed, she get her own bread
I hit your girl with the pole, now she walkin' bowlegged
Dirty drink this that prometh, ain't sippin' Moët
I'm just tɾyna stay focused, ain't tɾyna go flat
You turn cold when the heater on, I know you're gon' melt
I've been smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for [Dm7]your health
Nah I'm good, I don't need your help, I do it myself
I know you [A7don't ɾeally love me, you're just lovin' my [A]wealth
It's lil Kodak, the finesse kid, walkin' like [F]a lick
Hittin' licks, now I'm droppin' hits, mouthpiece cost a brick
In the club, boppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
All she wanted was [Am7]to [C7]take a pic
But now she gettin' hit
In the club, poppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
Poppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
In the club, boppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
All she wanted was [Am7]to [C7]take a pic
But now she gettin' hit
In the club, boppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
Poppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
Lock me in a box, but I'm comin' out swingin'
Watch 200 so I'm comin' out blingin'
Somethin' like [F]the wind, can't touch, just hear me
Suckas can't see me, but they damn sure feel me
They say, "Gucci Mane gone, the ɾap game ain't nothin'"
Soon [C7]as he left, the coke price start jumpin'
Walk around the club like [F]I walked around the yard
Nigga I'm the tɾap god, you [A7tɾyna look hard
I'll never ever ever ask the police to [C7]protect me
Never ever ever let a ɾapper disrespect me
Next time from Gucci Mane, gun clappin' gon' happen
Put a cap to [C7]the cap and [Bm]see my [A]bullets tap dancin'
In the club, boppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
All she wanted was [Am7]to [C7]take a pic
But now she gettin' hit
In the club, poppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
Poppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
In the club, boppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
All she wanted was [Am7]to [C7]take a pic
But now she gettin' hit
In the club, boppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
Poppin' in this bih
Vibin' with my [A]clique
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