(feat. Swizz Beatz)





Intro.....



My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed

When I hit the club everything goes

Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air

But when I'm in here I dont really care

Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em

Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em

Yea I know thats the way you like it huh?

Yea thats the way you love me huh?



Its alive its alive rounds kill the eyes

I bring the bitch back like frankenstein

I push break bread gucci dont exercise

I get ass cushion from whooping ??

Im hood like the mail aound mesher time??

Heres a suggestion dont park your car next to mine

Im a star when I hit I'm supposed to shine

Your flow is carb they let me out just in time

They got a section but none of the hoes are fine

They need to exit dont let the grind past you by

I run last round lanes with my shoes untied

I jump the line walk in and watch the crowd divide

I just stepped outside its the ugly side

Little madusa in the eye and madusa died

This top secret shit its classified

Dont blame me swizz's the mastermind

You cant breath cant breath tone the brackets time

I keep my chain moonwalking michael jackson time

I keep buying ice like I lost my mind

?? looks like mine its supposed to shine



My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed

When I hit the club everything goes

Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air

But when I'm in here I dont really care

Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em

Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em

Yea I know thats the way you like it huh?

Yea thats the way you love me huh?



Hurry up hurry up guccis on the news

They said he walked out the chair rocking stupid shoes

They tried to find a way to do they made that jew confused

Too much cash on my honeys falling out my ??

Yellow wrist party bitch I'm the shit

Big gucci called swizz lets make a hit

Too things in this world I aint never seen

Are you a porno nigga I need help to get mcmean?

I hope you suffocate me baby totally let me breath

Cause I dont chase nothing but paper bitchs chasing me

Excuse my french I'm gucci I'm so fucking gutter

It makes no sense to switch on these motherfuvkers



My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed

When I hit the club everything goes

Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air

But when I'm in here I dont really care

Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em

Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em

Yea I know thats the way you like it huh?

Yea thats the way you love me huh?