Guest List lyrics

[Intro]
You know what it is, it's Gucci Mane LaFlare
You rocking with the trillest
Been trill
Stop playing with these lame ass n*ggas, man
Drop that sh*t
Brr!
[?] (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Been trill

[Verse 1]
All of the sudden these n*ggas pus*y, so I wanna be your buddy
If I had a cousin was a pus*y ass n*gga, I'd say that it wasn't my cousin
I was robbing n*ggas in my black tee, I ain't even have no bungee
On 3rd street at 13 but I ain't even have no Cutlass
My n*gga tried to rob him but got a Glock on me, I'm ugly
Then the droptop deep in the [?] tree, and it look like the car got crutches
I'd murk a n*gga then smoke a blunt, man I ain't even think nothing of it
Got duct tape all on your husband, n*gga should've paid my money
I don't drive by, I slide by
Watch me glide by
Never seen a n*gga in a 'Rari do a drive-by
Yea the choppa with some bullets longer than a french fry
Man you [?] ass n*ggas need to sell a baked pie

[Chorus]
I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)
Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)
I got ten chains on, I do a lot of flexing (Flexing)
Richard Mille home, rich watch ain't on her guest list (Guess list)