Gucci Gang (Remix) lyrics

[Verse]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang (Ah)
I'll  whoop a n*gga ass like I'm Pootie Tang (b*tch)
You  ever made a diss song? You a lame (Huh)
And if you f*cking with the lame, n*gga, you the same (Ha)
I'm with my baby mama at the shooting range (Huh)
I  had to shoot her how to shoot the .40, huh
On  Instagram kissing on my daughter, huh (Mwah)
Before I tell a judge, I'll tell a lawyer, huh
Running  red lights in the rental, huh (Skrrt)
Selling pounds for cheap, come get 'em, huh
Big gelato, where you get it, huh (Smoke)
It's different colors like some Skittles, huh
And  none of this sh*t be new to me (Huh)
Know you couldn't take the pressure, boy, if you was me (Huh)
Your baby daddy rockin' fake ass jewelry (Ha)
I can spot a fake chain, he ain't foolin' me
I got these n*ggas hollerin', "Where the n*gga came from?"
Roger homeboy shot a n*gga with the same gun (Boom)
Your b*tch trippin' call me by my middle name on Instagram
Her baby mama hollerin', "Where'd she learn your name from?" (Uh)
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang
Keep a gun on me like a shooting game (Huh)
My b*tch from the hood like Keisha (Huh)
f*ck around and get buried like Gucci Mane (Ah)
I'm the hottest in the Carolinas, huh
f*ckin' other n*ggas' baby mamas, uh
I'm a good lookin' n*gga with a choppa, huh
n*gga play with me, he got a problem, huh (Boom)
Rap n*ggas better check my résumé (Check it)
When I pull it out, I ain't gon' hesitate (Uh)
b*tch ass n*gga you a small fry (b*tch)
Put me on the scale, I'm a heavy-weight
Hahaha