I’m The sh*t lyrics
by Gucci Mane
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Gucci Mane you think I'm handsome huh
Prolly cuz I got dat phantom huh
I'll ride your ass through east Atlanta skate
I'll make your girlfriend start to hate
Now I can't make you any promises
But I might buy a couple outfits
Make you look like you supposed to look
Gucci shoes, matching pocketbooks
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN
[Verse 2: Black Magic]
It's Black Magic n*gga we keep the waves and
Walk like I'm floating on air I'm so amazing
And make sure my bullets go through you, f*ck grazing
I'm itching just to shoot one of you f*ck n*ggas hating
And you could be a hustler, I'm used to taking
Hockey mask, all black down just like I'm Jason
Too much time wasting, put em on the pavement
Next day see his b*tchass on front pages
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I'll make you envied by another chick
Make you wanna fight another b*tch
Make you wanna suck a n*gga di*k
Make you wanna eat another b*tch
Now I'm gon' take you out to eat and sh*t
My home is lavish you should see the sh*t
Now don't be acting all conceited, trick
You f*ck with me, I'll make you famous b*tch
[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
I'm the sh*t b*tch, I'm the sh*t b*tch
Look at my neck, DAMN, look at my wrist, DAMN
Look at my b*tch, DAMN, look at my fit, DAMN