Bum Bum - Gucci Mane

It’s Gucci

Livin' Legend

I’m a legend

I’m glad that this game so easy to me

Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum

God thanks for sending this dope to me

Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum

Got his F&N in his car with me

Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum

God thank you for sending this bomb to me

Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum

I’m rollin' and I’m gone off ecstasy

Hoes keep saying I’m sexy man

I don’t believe nothin' I see or hear

Cause half of that shit ain’t real to me

I got a nigga rollin' with me he’ll kill for me

I got another nigga like to do deals for me

My daddy was a hustler apple don’t fall far from the tree

And I am Gucci Mane my son is gone be a G (Bu-Bum Bu-Bum Bum)

Got that gun with me

Got two hundred round drums in the car with me

I’m bustin blunts got ten cigars with me

I’m gettin' head got a Porno star car with me

Like MJ in Thriller man I dance with monsters

Even right now it’s a thief amongst us

Sometimes I know that it’s a snitch amongst us

And they gone come out and then my goons gone hunt ya

I got straps like super country

White couch, headshot, decorate your fun-ture

Oops I meant furniture but damn I fronted ya

He ran off with the pack so I had to punish him

Torture two days and I need some answers

Chain so sick prolly got breast cancer

Yellow diamond rolly time piece bananza

I’m ballin' hard R. Kelly party fiesta

R. Kelly numbers

Sixteen year old white girls to stretch ya

And you can’t comprehend cause I’m too over your head bruh

Seven days a week I’m gone pull up in a red car

I’m super duper high and I’m super successful

Hundred pounds I break it down Five pounds the extra

Bullets go through ya head

I’m talkin' to ya now but I don’t like to lecture