Thank You

[Intro] Drum Squad and Gucci Gucci Mane and Drumma Bankrolls got dumber Cause we ain't getting no younger Comma after comma Comma after comma Comma after comma It's Gucci Mane and Drumma [Hook] Fell in love with bricks Damn, I love my plug My girlfriend broke up with me Cause she said she tired of them drugs Hang around with thugs Make a move with g's I'mma stack my cheese And I'mma sell my p's Yeah, I'm from the A A lot of B's and C's That's Bloods and Crips Can't forget GD's Pause the track for a second I just wanna say thank you All this money I made I don't wanna be ungrateful [Verse 1] My earrings ten kilos I'm going crazy like Cee-Lo Stack a whole bunch of zeros But don't go tell my P.O My dope got a vertical It jump from the free-throw My kush got a real loud smell You could smell the shit from Rio Count a hundred in serial Peanut butter interior My jewelry game on Frigidaire My watch cold as Siberia Gucci Mane, is you serious? Hell yeah, I'm serious Red watch with the red chain My diamonds on they period I'm thugged out and I'm plugged in You sucka niggas is suspect Don't know who let all these scrubs in My top down but I'm upset All hundreds, got no change He wanna change the subject Millionaire with a mansion But I came up in the projects [Hook] [Verse 2] All the money I made I don't wanna be ungrateful Shout out to my plug I wanna tell him thank you Thank you for them drugs Thank you for them bails Thank you for them bricks Got to use my scale Got to check my pack Got to run up my sacks Got ballplayer money, nigga, check my stats That's a well-known fact I'mma cook it up like this Work my wrist like that Got a old-school in this black Rapper and trapper, wear two hats I got dirty money like Diddy Need to wash them stacks with Ajax Call me Gucci Mane, it's my city Close the curtains in my Maybach Diamonds dancing with the stars Got 'em glancing at the ice Pockets fat as Kelly Price And I love selling white Gucci! [Hook]