Get Lost

[Intro: Gucci Mane] Now I lay me down to sleep I pray to Lord fake niggas he keep But if I shall die before I wake I pray to Lord real niggas he take [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I told my top to get lost Cuz I don’t really like ceilings I told a bitch to get lost I think I hurt the girl feelings So I hit the gas and get lost I hit the thrust and get lost I’m in that new Rolls Royce If you don’t like it get lost [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Me and my top beefin So I don’t really wanna see him They call me Gucci Mane la Flare, nigga And all the kids wanna be him I told that girl to get lost Cuz I don’t even like to argue All this money that I’m makin They think I’m playing for the Chargers My jewelery game is retarded My car game is exotic The inside my Maserati Cuz look like hen in the hypnotic I’m runnin from the paparazzi But I’m in the Lamborghini They call me Gucci Debiase I think I’m fucking Liberace [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I told my top to get lost Cuz I don’t really like ceilings I told a bitch to get lost I think I hurt the girl feelings So I hit the gas and get lost I hit the thrust and get lost I’m in that new Rolls Royce If you don’t like it get lost [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Smoking kush with my boys I’m a walking weed charge They say I fucked up my lungs I say it back, it’s my choice Selling dope with my squad Old school’s in my yard I got a Chevy so clean And a cutlass so hard They city's getting real hot So I took off of my top I got the number one spot I’m coming down my block [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I told my top to get lost Cuz I don’t really like ceilings I told a bitch to get lost I think I hurt the girl feelings So I hit the gas and get lost I hit the thrust and get lost I’m in that new Rolls Royce If you don’t like it get lost [Verse 3: Birdman] Dragging from the old school in my new school Top missing, nigga with my new tool Same ways with my new juice Getting money on these young fools You pay for perfect when you’re big time You pay for perfect when your sun shine Harley Davidson, 1100 Nigga know we got them army guns Big money when we poppin nigga Overseas when I’m shoppin nigga Hella choppers when we choppin nigga Getting money by the mountain nigga Uptown with the swag nigga 300 on the dash nigga Out the pound full of cash nigga Nigga first not last nigga [Chorus: Gucci Mane] I told my top to get lost Cuz I don’t really like ceilings I told a bitch to get lost I think I hurt the girl feelings So I hit the gas and get lost I hit the thrust and get lost I’m in that new Rolls Royce If you don’t like it get lost