"if you add up my watch and my wrist and my fist before taxes I spent the whole hunna, you can go ask johnny he love it, every time he see me he see money.
Don’t hate what you can’t understand I am a aristocrat you chumps are just a bunch of minions beta males I am the alpha and how do you get all this information from the feds? If I didn’t know any better you fuck boys are working with the feds
I feel like if this came out in 2012/2013 drake would have hopped on this track and that shit would’ve gone crazier than it already is and it already goes hard af. I miss trap music like this I hope it comes back again.
one brick, he think he richer than errybody
Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (haan)
Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody (uh)
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody (yeah)
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody (yeah)
Gucc’ is a murder, he got dead bodies
Certified, he cook way better than errybody
He traumatised, he done seen too many dead bodies
I ain’t loving ’cause these bitches fuckin’ errybody
I drop my top, I do the dance, I’m stuntin’ on errybody
Drive the McLaren I’m bendin’ corners (skrrt)
I ride through the six with that burner on me
I’ma get that lil’ bitch and that’s if I want her
I’ma nut in that hoe like a sperm donor (brr)
Sellin’ drugs, got the feds on us (feds)
Brand new XD with the beam on it
I’m mixin’ my blunt with that lean on it
Sippin’ dirty, it’s clean? Then I’on want it
My pocket filled with them dead bodies
Young boy thinkin’ he richer than everybody
Nigga play with my shit? I’ma red dot him
That nigga start snitchin’, the feds got him
Gotta eight of the Ac’ in the baby bottle
Got a hundred round clip on the wooden chopper
He got him a brick and he started wylin’
He say he cook better than errybody (than errybody)
I’ma stay with the stick ’cause I know they watchin’
I’m droppin’ a bag on errybody
Got a bitch from the eight wit’ a wide body
I think that she fuckin’ on errybody
‘Til the day that I die, I’ma take narcotics
Bitch, I’m catchin’ a cell on a PalmPilot
Got these diamonds all over my fucking body
Like he fucking with me? I’ma see about it
One brick, he think he richer than errybody
Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (Two)
Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody (Four)
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Gucc’ is a murder, he got dead bodies (it’s Gucci)
Certified, he cook way better than errybody
He traumatised, he done seen too many dead bodies
I ain’t loving ’cause these bitches fuckin’ errybody
I drop my top, I do the dance, I’m stuntin’ on errybody
I’m from the zone six, so I seen a lotta dead bodies (yeah)
They drained Brooklet, and they brought out all them dead bodies
I got so rich, them haters got a lot to say about it (huh?)
These boys so broke, they need to go to church and pray about it (damn)
I bring that dope to Berman Hamptons, call it Gucci county (skrr, skrr)
They put some money on my head ‘but they couldn’t make the bounty
I was so fucking underground, don’t even know how they found me (huh)
Feel like Obama when I move ’cause I keep soldiers ’round me
I’m not in the NBA but I be ballin’ on bitches (ballin’)
Gotta carry credit cards, my cash too big for my britches
Yeah I came up out the trenches, I don’t fuck wit’ no snitches (yeah)
Niggas stay trippin’ ’til some of they friends come up missin’ (guap)
You ain’t never put out on a nigga, then lil’ nigga, shut up (bitch)
I just rocked a sold out show
I performed for a hour and didn’t put my gun up (lets go)
If a lil’ nigga try me and send out a gun down
That nigga won’t live to see sun up (uh uh)
Fuck your bitch and I tip her a hundred (yeah, yeah)
I show you how to muhfuckin’ come up
If you add up my watch and my wrist and my fist
Before taxes, I spent a whole hundred (a hundred)
You can go and ask Johnny, he love it, every time he see me, he see money
I pulled up BET with my kids and my baby mama, they like "Ooh, he be thuggin’"
No, I’m just a real nigga with money
I keep one in the head of that bitch like a bundle
I’m too rich so I just had to switch up my number
You play and it’s gon’ be a murder like YB
I draw out, you see blood like it’s YG (yeah)
I done told every nigga to try me (yeah)
Some people compare me to Gucci
I drop some new music and caught me a body
And I don’t like hangin’ with bitch ass niggas
You gotta be a dog to sit beside me
My boy got
One brick, he think he richer than errybody (my dog got)
Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (that nigga got)
Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Gucc’ is a murder, he got dead bodies
Certified, he cook way better than errybody
He traumatised, he done seen too many dead bodies
I ain’t loving ’cause these bitches fuckin’ errybody
I drop my top, I do the dance, I’m stuntin’ on errybody (errybody
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4k people aren’t richer than everybody
yb killed this
Here in 2021 damn imma need more Gucci and yb collabs
When the teacher puts you and your best friends on a art project thinking y’all will fail it.
Sorry nabors
Nothing like trap music with no cap. Ctfu
Free TOP ???????? ???? #classic YB KILLT THIS YB NEED GUCCI PRODUCER FR????????????????????????????????????
????????????
Love how your music is still cool
gucci merdered someone who robbed his house and brought dead body to school, dababy merdered a guy in Walmart, and idk about nba yb
"if you add up my watch and my wrist and my fist before taxes I spent the whole hunna, you can go ask johnny he love it, every time he see me he see money.
Who still listening to this fire song in may 2021
This song was hard but it definitely came and went very fast
0:45
Errbody forgot this song
Video ?
Youngboy ima get a feature onedayyy he go soo hard
Da baby ruined it
Shoulda been pooh shiesty!+
Don’t hate what you can’t understand I am a aristocrat you chumps are just a bunch of minions beta males I am the alpha and how do you get all this information from the feds? If I didn’t know any better you fuck boys are working with the feds
Damn it’s almost been 2 years since this shid came out who tf speeding up time ?
Damn, I wasn’t ready for Dababy’s verse.
Who’s here in 2021?
I feel like if this came out in 2012/2013 drake would have hopped on this track and that shit would’ve gone crazier than it already is and it already goes hard af. I miss trap music like this I hope it comes back again.
this shit still go hard
IT’S GUCCI
I just wish they would’ve made a music video to this. Woulda blew up ????????????
Stone Flb ????
Still wouldn’t face me on the streets
Prod by Lex Luger
This trio deserves a mixtape
this the best feature gucci mane did
2021 anybody?????????
TAKE!!
Yb fed line hit different now????
????
The beats hard
“I ain’t lovin cus these bitches fuckin errbody????”
Y’all forgot about this one lol
My phone bad
YEEEAAAA BBBBRRR
NBA made this song.
2:37
When the video dropping???
DaBaby had the weakest verse. But I’m sitting here on the couch. Who am I…
Youngboy murdering it
when your grandma gives you 40$
bro Lex Luger is a Hitmaker ????????
one brick, he think he richer than errybody
Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (haan)
Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody (uh)
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody (yeah)
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody (yeah)
Gucc’ is a murder, he got dead bodies
Certified, he cook way better than errybody
He traumatised, he done seen too many dead bodies
I ain’t loving ’cause these bitches fuckin’ errybody
I drop my top, I do the dance, I’m stuntin’ on errybody
Drive the McLaren I’m bendin’ corners (skrrt)
I ride through the six with that burner on me
I’ma get that lil’ bitch and that’s if I want her
I’ma nut in that hoe like a sperm donor (brr)
Sellin’ drugs, got the feds on us (feds)
Brand new XD with the beam on it
I’m mixin’ my blunt with that lean on it
Sippin’ dirty, it’s clean? Then I’on want it
My pocket filled with them dead bodies
Young boy thinkin’ he richer than everybody
Nigga play with my shit? I’ma red dot him
That nigga start snitchin’, the feds got him
Gotta eight of the Ac’ in the baby bottle
Got a hundred round clip on the wooden chopper
He got him a brick and he started wylin’
He say he cook better than errybody (than errybody)
I’ma stay with the stick ’cause I know they watchin’
I’m droppin’ a bag on errybody
Got a bitch from the eight wit’ a wide body
I think that she fuckin’ on errybody
‘Til the day that I die, I’ma take narcotics
Bitch, I’m catchin’ a cell on a PalmPilot
Got these diamonds all over my fucking body
Like he fucking with me? I’ma see about it
One brick, he think he richer than errybody
Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (Two)
Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody (Four)
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Gucc’ is a murder, he got dead bodies (it’s Gucci)
Certified, he cook way better than errybody
He traumatised, he done seen too many dead bodies
I ain’t loving ’cause these bitches fuckin’ errybody
I drop my top, I do the dance, I’m stuntin’ on errybody
I’m from the zone six, so I seen a lotta dead bodies (yeah)
They drained Brooklet, and they brought out all them dead bodies
I got so rich, them haters got a lot to say about it (huh?)
These boys so broke, they need to go to church and pray about it (damn)
I bring that dope to Berman Hamptons, call it Gucci county (skrr, skrr)
They put some money on my head ‘but they couldn’t make the bounty
I was so fucking underground, don’t even know how they found me (huh)
Feel like Obama when I move ’cause I keep soldiers ’round me
I’m not in the NBA but I be ballin’ on bitches (ballin’)
Gotta carry credit cards, my cash too big for my britches
Yeah I came up out the trenches, I don’t fuck wit’ no snitches (yeah)
Niggas stay trippin’ ’til some of they friends come up missin’ (guap)
You ain’t never put out on a nigga, then lil’ nigga, shut up (bitch)
I just rocked a sold out show
I performed for a hour and didn’t put my gun up (lets go)
If a lil’ nigga try me and send out a gun down
That nigga won’t live to see sun up (uh uh)
Fuck your bitch and I tip her a hundred (yeah, yeah)
I show you how to muhfuckin’ come up
If you add up my watch and my wrist and my fist
Before taxes, I spent a whole hundred (a hundred)
You can go and ask Johnny, he love it, every time he see me, he see money
I pulled up BET with my kids and my baby mama, they like "Ooh, he be thuggin’"
No, I’m just a real nigga with money
I keep one in the head of that bitch like a bundle
I’m too rich so I just had to switch up my number
You play and it’s gon’ be a murder like YB
I draw out, you see blood like it’s YG (yeah)
I done told every nigga to try me (yeah)
Some people compare me to Gucci
I drop some new music and caught me a body
And I don’t like hangin’ with bitch ass niggas
You gotta be a dog to sit beside me
My boy got
One brick, he think he richer than errybody (my dog got)
Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (that nigga got)
Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
Gucc’ is a murder, he got dead bodies
Certified, he cook way better than errybody
He traumatised, he done seen too many dead bodies
I ain’t loving ’cause these bitches fuckin’ errybody
I drop my top, I do the dance, I’m stuntin’ on errybody (errybody
Fire
2021