Add it up, add it up See ya homie tatted up If used to make uou mad, it’s gone make you madder Add it up, add it up Got the fire back it up See ya homie swagged up It’s the gangsta grill These boys be I’ll Add it up, add it up Add it up, add it up
Jumpin’ out my beamer like a stuntman on a stunt Though my leather is so soft I put my top off in the trunk Baby shakin’ gettin’ places say she seen me in my dump Picked her up in purple ‘vette deuces on back 20s on front Gucci shout at hot tamales even copped a Masarati And that Lambi and a Bentley shout out to my nigga Quic Shout out to my boy Diego makin’ pesos for them bricks Gucci Gucci I’m here truly east Atlanta is the shit I turn my swag up I’m swaggered up, Yea Gucci got his swag up Well think you think you mad now I’m a make you madder I’m swaged up I’m swaggered up boy I think I’m so swagged up You mustard boy so ketch it up cause I think I’m so swaged up Back on that dope shit tractor, trailer, boat shit Cookin’ up that coke quick, cookin’ up that dope quick Cookin’ up that coca, You can call me Sosa Rollin up the chocha, I need me some mo’ bruh Partna you a puta, grande mude mucha Ask me for a deuce, Fronted you an ocho Bring me all my pesos, You know my amigo My plug half Columbian, Gucci Mane’s a negro Smokin’ on this weed doe My girlfriend is bilingual Ask me to speak English but I’m talkin’ with my fingers Brazilian bitches bathing in a bath tub full of singles Snortin’ powder, smokin’ weed, yes they poppin’ pills M6 drop top Beamer shipped from Germany Outfit from Sicily my bank account in Switzerland Literally So Icy the Entergy Gucci Mane’s the businessman so tell me what the business be BITCH Me caso is colossal swallow water with a bottle hollow Shout out to my boy Rocco I ball like no tomorrow And my watch is real retarded so I call it Lil Darryl Shoot you point blank in yo head just like ‘caine cousin Harold Gansta Grillz u bastards shout out to Drama The feds try get I’ma look and say your honor, I’m guilty Get money make money I’m filthy Dog do you feel me? dog do you feel me? Cocaine lately sellin’ good and my city set Gucci gotta bitch for every letter in the alphabet
If you listenin’ to this it’s the movie It’s gangsta grillz and iceman Gucci Pull the cars out turn the sound up Clear the bars out for a gangsta