Gucci Mane Early Birdy song lyrics

I jumped off the porch, yeah I jumped off early

And I started sellin' birdies

My stash so big that a nigga can't serve me

Unless a nigga servin' birdies

Niggas ain't fuckin' with Gucci cause Gucci fuck up the city

I drop 350 on that bitch to be the first one to get it

And I'm the first one to kit it and I'm the first one to tint it

And I put 6s on some shit don't even 'posed sit on no 6s

I'm on some futuristic shit this bitch ain't even know existed

And plus my chain cost a ticket, I bet you think that I'm trippin'

A water whippin' magician, I shave a 4 off a pigeon

Ask my plug, send a 50, I turn that 50 to 60

Profit a nickel or chickens, so that's 250, you with me?

Bring out the 10 that I stashed, pay for the 50 he sent me

I count 300 in hundreds, and count 200 in 20s

Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no money, I'll bury your ass with these 50s

This my year

Gucci Mane La Flare and my ear so clear

Guwop up in this bitch, call me Mr. Pink Slip

I don't slip, double cup, pour it up

Yeah I keep a double pink, that's enough, that's enough, pour it up

No not enough, Gucci Mane call your bluff

Man, y'all numbers ain't wet enough

Man your car ain't wet enough

Man your mother ain't large enough

Gucci Mane, I'm in charge, I'm the boss and I'm backin' up

A Rolls Royce, drop my top, all my rhymes, they're addin' up

Had 1, I got 2, now that's 3, not enough

Need 4, I need more, another whore

Get another one

Gucci Mane La Flare, big diamonds, I could smother one

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I'm the governor

And I got a Ferrari, [?]