Wonderful

[Chorus: Gucci Mane] Wonderful, wonderful, damn I feel wonderful I'm lookin’ at your girl and I feel like fuckin’ her Wonderful, wonderful, damn she feels wonderful She ridin’ with a star and we smokin’ in the car I feel wonderful, wonderful, damn I feel wonderful So many diamonds on that I’m lowering the temperature Wonderful, wonderful, damn I feel wonderful I know you hate, bruh, but that’s so understandable [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Red bezel on my Jacob looking like a sliced tomato Fuck a hater I blow acres of Jamaica in decatur I’m so extraordinary while my bracelet so canary Choppers that my niggas carry probably scare the military Half your budget spent on luggage, spent your mortgage on a portrait Purple bud look like an orchid, can't afford it? watch me torch it Tell your shorty, gucci at her birthday party, cost a 40 This imported foreign flying saucer make me feel important Tell big booty Gina from Virginia if you ever see her I remember last November and I can’t wait 'till the sequel Where’s my equal? I don’t see him, never met him, never meet him If I meet him, I’ma greet him, beat him, eat him up and leave him It's Gucci! [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Wonderful, wonderful, damn I feel wonderful I'm lookin’ at your girl and I feel like fuckin’ her Wonderful, wonderful, damn she feels wonderful She ridin’ with a star and we smokin’ in the car I feel wonderful, wonderful, damn I feel wonderful So many diamonds on that I’m lowering the temperature Wonderful, wonderful, damn I feel wonderful I know you hate, bruh, but that’s so understandable [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Dippin’ raucies like a landshark, tell me where the gills Switching gears, damn look the wheels leave me with the chills On the real, Gucci vacuum sealed, fuck them record deals Selling pills, moving pounds of med, kept a pocket scale Bitches love me cause my pockets chubby, money stupid lanky And I’m drankin' while I’m driving, diamond solitaire on panky They ain't owing, so my money growin, blowin’, rollin’ o and Drop top beemer, yeah it’s foreign, Ralph Lauren shirt, I’m sippin’ don And then while I’m managin’, leave you stiff just like a mannequin Frantic and they panickin’ they see we got advantages Only got one life to get, I wish I had two or three So icey the family so bury me as S.I.B