[Intro: Gucci Mane, Waka Flocka Flame]
Squad
Yeah, It's Gucci
Flocka, Flocka
Brrr, Gucci
Ferrari boys in this building
Yuuoom, yuoom, yuoom, yuuoom, yuoom, yuoom
Yuuoom, yuoom, yuoom
Catch up
[Chorus: Gucci Mane, Waka Flocka Flame]
Everybody know I got a sack, man (Huh)
I got the whole hood shoppin' when the pack in (It's Gucci)
You never mix business with new friends (Go)
All black Benz, you can call me Pac-Man (Let's go)
Yeah, everybody know I got a sack, man
I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it
I got the whole hood shoppin' when the pack in
I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it
You never mix business with new friends
All black Benz, you can call me Pac-Man
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
25 to 10, 9 and the .45 on me
I don't need no Co-D, do it by my lonely
CB4 gangstas, man, they so gusto
24/7, all I do is hustle
Old folks in the hood called me demon
Triple cup, styrofoam, I sip lean, man
Straight slow sippin', man, my finger itchin'
I've been rappin' for three years, man, I need a mission
Them boys on that Grove St., man, they trappin' hard
Hit the club fifty deep, fuck a bodyguard
They say Waka Flocka always startin' riots
Get money gut, motherfuck a diet
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Everybody know I got a sack, man
I got the whole hood shoppin' when the pack in
You never mix business with new friends
All black Benz, you can call me Pac-Man
Yeah, everybody know I got a sack, man
I got the whole hood shoppin' when the pack in
You never mix business with new friends
All black Benz, you can call me Pac-Man
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I'm the Pac-Man, but it's not Adam Jones
Bitch, it's Gucci Mane, double cup my styrofoam
I'm on it like I want it, I make you think your house was haunted
I got blocks, plus everybody in here want it
Me and Waka Flock, come from the block, straight drop a whole block
Chop it up to serve the block, call it hip hop
Pac-Man with bags of loud, and bags of kush, I'm bunkin'
I just got about fifty in, I broke them down to onions
I'm servin', I'm splurgin', you snitchin', you workin'
I drop off, on purpose, your cook ups are worthless
I'm searchin', goons lurkin', you jerkin', I'm turfin'
I just got the pack in, so call me to purchase, Gucci
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Everybody know I got a sack, man
I got the whole hood shoppin' when the pack in
You never mix business with new friends
All black Benz, you can call me Pac-Man
Yeah, everybody know I got a sack, man
I got the whole hood shoppin' when the pack in
You never mix business with new friends
All black Benz, you can call me Pac-Man
