Hit (Explicit)

Hit (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/BossMan Dlow

Thanks Yakree

Uh?

Yeah yeah

Count that dough put that over there

Let's get it right you hear me? Big Za

I'm a **** talker I'm a **** popper

**** popper

He got money problems he ain't got a thousand dollars

Got a thousand dollars

We some real trappers we get real active

Real active

Say your pockets smaller she only **** with ballers

Ballers

Countin' blue hundreds then I rubber band it boy

Rubber band it boy

In the club throwin' ones left-handed boy

Left-handed boy

Let me grab that ass baby so I know it's real

Come here baby

Aye you broke boy you ain't got no business over here

Why you over here?

Rich nigga preference that's a great selection

Great selection

Baby girl exhausted she looking for the bosses

For the bosses

Neck goin' stupid wrist too icy nigga Bling

Say she want Louis say she tired of Nike nigga Nigga

Maybach cost a quarter I'm eatin' steak and oyster Yeah

I like Rolls-Royces got too many choices Yeah

You wanna win? Call us wake up **** them all up Nigga

Err' car fogged up and my pockets clogged up Yeah

I don't wanna rap wit' you boy I got **** to do

I got **** to do

Dog **** in a two-seater this a chicken coupe

This a chicken coupe

Put a hundred in my mouth I just left Johnny huh

Bling bling

Big Za in the club it's a damn tsunami Big Za

I'm a **** talker I'm a **** popper **** popper

He got money problems he ain't got a thousand dollars

Got a thousand dollars

We some real trappers we get real active Real active

Say your pockets smaller she only **** with ballers Ballers

Countin' blue hundreds then I rubber band it boy

Rubber band it boy

In the club throwin' ones left-handed boy

Left-handed boy

Let me grab that ass baby so I know it's real Come here baby

Aye you broke boy you ain't got no business over here

Go Why you over here?

I got real paper real tall paper

I hide my money in the wall I call it wallpaper Uh

I only smoke flavors and all my suits tailored Damn

I got my neighbors mad 'cause my house bigger than my neighbors'

Facts

I'm a rich nigga I need a rich ****

Shawty seen the Wop she's tryna risk it Mwah

Drop-top Ferrari so you know the top is off Off

She say she scared of spiders so I had to drop her off Go

I ain't got no worries I got rich-nigga problems Problems

And when it come to poppin' I'm like Orville Redenbacher Poppin'

Part-time rapper full-time **** talker

Can I touch see if it's real bae? 'Cause that **** wobblin'

It's Gucci

I'm a **** talker I'm a **** popper **** popper

He got money problems he ain't got a thousand dollars

Got a thousand dollars

Well damn

We some real trappers we get real active Real active

Say your pockets smaller she only **** with ballers Ballers

Countin' blue hundreds then I rubber band it boy

Rubber band it boy

In the club throwin' ones left-handed boy Left-handed boy

Wop

Let me grab that ass baby so I know it's real

Come here baby

Aye you broke boy you ain't got no business over here

Why you over here?

Go go go go