Gucci Mane – Gotta Get It (Atlanta Gave Me Vision) lyrics

Album: Atlanta Gave Me Vision

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
[?], jewelry, and interviews
Earings, outfits, new whips, and tennis shoes
My girl, Mariah Carry with the hairdo
08 baby, but I'm 09 Camero
Iced out [?]
Woke up this morning in a mansion
Jumped up with a bad bitch, start laughing
Started balling, living the day like it's my last
But I don't think so, cause I started blessing
Cars real clean, but the whip game nasty
Ugly ass nigga, but I pulled up in a Phantom
Might be ugly, but my car is real handsome
(It's Gucci!)

[Verse 2: Bankroll Fresh]
[?]
Junky can't hit the fence, but come test the dope for me
Got a couple bands, the stash is still grocery
Good dope come in this week, well shit, hopefully
Can't ask a nigga, cause I ain't down with that friend shit
But I'm ready to eat, like school time with lunches
Got rock-solid, yeah don't fuck with that crunk shit
Shawty with the 62., went to 1-1-1-6
Got all white bricks, you might cop six
On the way home, he on the phone with [?]
Hard time trappin', that nigga just got tricked
Laughing at them lame niggas, ha ha ha, bitch

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
Its twenty-five for a half, twenty-four for a ho nigga
This the drought season, everybody work the stove
Gotta get it up
Gotta get it up
Gotta get it up
Gotta get it up
Country nigga get texts, and flicks for his set
I'm laughing at him, cause he can't get it back
Gotta get it up
Gotta get it up
Gotta get it up
Gotta get it up
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Who is this? Who is this?
That boy, you sold a dummy brick
Flip me for one-twenty, Gucci, can you give me something [?]
I ain't giving nothing, 'lil boy, no more money spent
Gone, I done fucked it all, you can get a hundred dose
Matter fact don't call my phone, cause [?]
If you needed gas, swear you couldn't get a hundred gallons
Gucci Mane LaFlare, feel like beefing with a hundred ho's
Fuck niggas acting like they hard, they get their car [?]
Tied to a [?] exhaust, [?]
Swimming with them fishes pull them up, they'll be your souvenir
Country nigga coming up, by twenty with a bag of money
Devil on my shoulder and he telling me to take it from you

Submitted by Guest

Correct Report

Top Gucci Mane songs

All Gucci Mane lyrics