Fugitive

[Intro: Gucci Mane] Big Money Talks There goes them folks We all we got Officer, I got 50 bands on me You do the math You ain't got to say nothing, keep my mouth shut [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Gucci a fugitive, Style is a fugitive Think that I’m Boosie I stay in exclusive Fly as a stewardess, trappin' this lucrative Think crime doesn’t pay, I think that is ludacris Part of the city, the nucleous When niggas are humorous, snitches are numerous It’s hot and it’s humid and business is booming Bogus ID because I got a warrant I’m on the run, I got a gun Talkin to mom, son what have you done? Put on my Jordans 'cause I’m jumping the bond Parking lot dead, I valet them a sign I diss you to show you man I’m not the one Fugitive top, I’m in love with the sun My girl is a fugitive, brother a fugitive Mother a fugitive, I’m on the run (Chorus: Gucci Mane) El Chapo mane he a fugitive Griselda Blanco was a fugitive (RIP) Big Meech, he was a fugitive Al Capone was a fugitive Gucci Mane was a fugitive Bugsy Siegel, fugitive Wrist cost 10 bricks, fugitive No serial number, my uzzi a fugitive (Verse 2: Young Dolph) Get all my money, leave town like a fugitive Waitin on another nigga, that’s foolishness Yo ho with me and yo botch gone Can’t control that ho, that bitch grown I done got down to my last five pesos, time for me to get going Disappear for a minute, pop back up Forty pack nigga, guarantee everything’s strong Play with me, been off the top on shoe shit Been turnin to a fugitive, can’t catch me cuz I’m too legit Yo money short, you can’t go to war I’m bustin whoever I feel like it Yea, that’s yo bitch my nigga But I fuck here whenever I feel like it Yo best friend next to you, tell him I said fuck him too if he don’t like it After I fucked that bitch I put the girl out and told er get to hickin Sprite was clean but you know I had to spike it The smile on my face but I know they don’t like it But why I got to keep that burner concealed? I’m just like nigga you for real? (Chorus: Gucci Mane) El Chapo mane he a fugitive Griselda Blanco was a fugitive (RIP) Big Meech, he was a fugitive Al Capone was a fugitive Gucci Mane was a fugitive Bugsy Siegel, fugitive Wrist cost 10 bricks, fugitive No serial number, my uzzi a fugitive (Verse 3: Peewee Longway) I finesse the plug with a fugitive mane 3 minutes later finesse the cocaine I heard they lookin for fugitive Longway With yo old lady, getting fugitive brain True, little man got a fugitive brain Gas, molly, Rick James in my vein Gotta be dressin me, going insane Fugitive Boot the Versace Balmain Exclusive the Louie, 10 wallet with chain I smoke on no dooby, don’t fuck with no lame Kid Cudi with Future Squad know my name Set for the crib, fugitives on a plane Out of here bitch like my name Martin Pine Know that bitch here with a fugitive name Serial killer, clique fugitive gang My mama birth me with the top that’s so fugitive Try Dillinger was a top it’s a fugitive Wrist game the dopest, the talk is a fugitive Don’t hocup pocus, turn deuces to 4 Fugitive squad tryna kick down my door Fresh out the bed, flush the dope down commodes Underground railroad, they call me a mole Bonny & Clyde, fugitive with yo ho Summertime fugitive, even in snow (Chorus: Gucci Mane) El Chapo mane he a fugitive Griselda Blanco was a fugitive (RIP) Big Meech, he was a fugitive Al Capone was a fugitive Gucci Mane was a fugitive Bugsy Siegel, fugitive Wrist cost 10 bricks, fugitive No serial number, my uzzi a fugitive