Opposite

[Verse 1] Way sick, no antidote Earring same size as cantaloupes They glow with my homeboy and low Goddamn, little shorty got a camel toe Hands on like a iPhone or a laptop or a iPad So I make money like a ballplayer So my pockets look like thigh pads I'm the man, got the car with the trunk in the rear Five mil a year, that's Gucci Smoke a blunt, pop a pill Snort a line, who cares Get the popcorn out, it's a movie Sir Mix-a-Lot, serve bricks a lot Got a big old watch on my time clock Push the button and my top drop And I ain't even have to go to no chop shop [Chorus] You niggas think the same, I think the opposite Put my trunk in the front, that's the opposite All red guts, but the paint is chocolate Steering wheel on the side, that's the opposite Gucci Mane, Southside, thinking opposite Love stacking cabbage, but I'm smoking broccoli You gonna pay her, eat the box, I'm the opposite I'mma break her, cut her off, that's the opposite [Verse 2] Money don't make me, I make money You niggas funny, I'm too real Smoke big stank, got big bank I'm heart-stopping, I'm hard to kill Make a hundred million, God willing Leave a hundred million to my little children Got no ceiling and no feelings I'm the truth, nigga, that's what it is Got two million on my ice bill Rolling cause I'm on two pills I'm throwing money like a windmill I'm so cold, lowering the wind chill In a Maserati on Candler Road Me and Mojo, and I'm blowing dro Is you filthy rich? I might be Is you best at it? I think so [Chorus] You niggas think the same, I think the opposite Put my trunk in the front, that's the opposite All red guts, but the paint is chocolate Steering wheel on the side, that's the opposite Gucci Mane, Southside, thinking opposite Love stacking cabbage, but I'm smoking broccoli You gonna pay her, eat the box, I'm the opposite I'mma break her, cut her off, that's the opposite [Verse 3] I was locked up, no sunshine Now I'm out and I'm balling too hard Got two scrubs, no b-girl My jewelry game is retard Like a six-shot, I'm fully loaded At Magic City, I'm getting loaded Smoked so many blunts with your girlfriend I thought that her head exploded It's ooh-wop in that new drop Got four o's in my soda pop I'm so faded, I'm so wasted I thought that I had dreadlocks Make money at a fast pace Don't come out here cause it ain't safe Roll orange and I drink grape I can't feel my damn face It's Gucci! [Chorus] You niggas think the same, I think the opposite Put my trunk in the front, that's the opposite All red guts, but the paint is chocolate Steering wheel on the side, that's the opposite Gucci Mane, Southside, thinking opposite Love stacking cabbage, but I'm smoking broccoli You gonna pay her, eat the box, I'm the opposite I'mma break her, cut her off, that's the opposite