Say Damn

The way my wrist glist'

I make a hood bitch say "Damn!"

My neck-lace represent the fact

I go ham It's lonely up here, man

I need to come down

So many O's

I made the bank teller pass out

My trap house floors lookin like a

Magic City

Monday But ain't no singles, it's just big head hundreds

My car's gettin watched by this ugly-ass junkie

I keep laughin like a woman but it ain't shit funny (ha)

I'm posted in the trap and my country boys comin

I'm hood rich bitch, still servin two dummies

I'm gettin on your nerves cause

Gucci got money

The charm is absurd but the rims are all shiny [Chorus]

I mic check,

I mic check, now it's time the chicken talk

One scratch on my

Nike checks,

I cop another pair

I got stacks on deck, make the girl break her neck when she hit the bubble kush the bitch coughed up her breakfast

I'm the realest make a bet,

I bet the checks don't bounce

So much cash in the bag

I make accountants lose count

Your girl say she love to see a thug iced out

With me and

Speedy on the track it's the return of chicken talk

Gucci! [Chorus]