Boogeyman

[Intro] Ghea, this the mixtape nigga I got trap money nigga I ain't even gotta rob if I want to nigga I'm bustin' things out the wrap nigga Every day nigga, crazy plays nigga Ghea, y'all niggas know 'bout the kid Y'all niggas know y'all scared of me Nigga, you know I'm like the boogeyman Y'all niggas scared, tuck ya chain in bitch Gucci Mane La Flare, what's the muthafuckin' business Ya pussy, scary-ass nigga, I don't never see y'all bitch ass niggas better watch yo' mouth nigga Beat those drums [Verse] I'm the man 'round here, hundred grand in this bitch Gucci Mane 'round here, understand over dig Gucci Mane, I'm the man, thousand pounds of mid grade Make a Friday outta goddamn Wednesday Hundred grand, Gucci Mane, you my friend lend me Mr. Floyd diamonds got me lookin' just like Diddy Bart Simpson chain and its shittin' on the low Wanna beat my chain, gotta spend a lil' mo' Magic City blaze nigga, where you gonna go man? Scared to see my face 'cause you know you just a ho man Prayin' I won't slap yo' ass on the fuckin' low man Magic City blaze platinum, ain't nowhere to go man Couple niggas murdered but them niggas deserved it Gucci Mane La Flare, man I'm hungry and I'm thirsty Wearin nothin' but Baileys, Gucci sneakers, never jersey Gucci Mane La Flare, I don't think them pussys heard me I ain't need a hundred niggas to get myself on I still got them units, nigga hit me on my phone I ain't need Sean Carter, I mix wit' the water Give that shit a turnaround and cup her in the Charger Damn, got the bleach and washing powder I got ten G's, he make ten dollars an hour Want some cocaine but I served his ass some flour I count ten G's, he make ten dollars an hour Young Gucci Gucci, I'm the Gucci Mane I got them kilos cookies, call me the cookie man Damn I make it rain, make it hurricane I make Katrina, I make it Katrina Throwin' mothafuckin' hundred dollars like a frisbee Smokin' on the drizzy, got yo' baby momma dizzy Uh and yo' nigga just a worker I brought you to yo' momma house, smellin' like purple