Wow (Feat. Gucci Mane) [Produced by Mars]

My car, my bitch nigger, everything major

My niggers they shoot like Indiana Pacers

Indiana hoosers don't get more about the laser

What your f**king team up, meaning

Red phantom pink slip, everything paid for

Black 24's lips fatter than Fantasia's

Had a bitch from Asia, put her up on the chronic

And her name Su Woo, isn't it ironic?

My bars Grey Goose and tonic and when I vomit

Respect me like Muhammed, but nigger I'm not Islamic

All about my profit, angel in the cockpit

Devil in the rear view, heaven's the only option

Angel on the hood like reverend runs

The day I'm feeling good riding in his holy ghost

Hate me like I'm god's son wanna see you deceased

Break the 6th commandment if you run upon this Jesus piece

Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out

My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now

You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow

Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out

My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now

You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow

Balling, like Amauri

I'm not an athlete but it's a track beat

I'm on a great run, the world love me

So love to hate me, it's all gravy

So icy, so ice cream on my face it ain't your face nigger

I'm on my grind constant, yeah my grind custom

While you cross counters, we cross continents

Yellow diamonds on my wrist it looking like an omelette

I'm not a pumpkin, I trap

I got irons, squares for you

Power for goons, prepare for you

So where the move blood I'm tattooed

I'm a straight thug, I keep a

So where the move blood I'm tattooed

I'm a straight thug, I keep a

Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out

My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now

You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow

Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out

My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now

You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow

We onto something major

Chains, Gucci, light it up like Vegas

Down goes Frasier, my shooters like

And we keep that new pain run when you see them lasers

We bring them trailblazers smoking kush from Malaysians

Still trapping like back then the iPhones were pagers

Click clapping, what's happening 4 5 at you haters

Keep yapping, I'm clapping, T.I. know we Takers

Nigger I don't give a damn cellophane

Get your boss on your phone cause we don't f**k with middle men

Hit your boss at your home f**king with my middle man

Where I'm from it's off at your dome for just a kilogram

Gucci they talking about that tattoo up your face

Must of forgotten them boys you shot nigger murder was the case

This summer is ours ain't a motherf**ker safe

And in a fall, I'm putting 5 mil in a f**king safe

Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out

My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now

You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow

Wow my whip like wow, I wish like chick like mic iced out

My rims like wow, I'm smoking right now

You prob say ow, cause my gun go pow, wow