Gucci Mane Gang Bangin' song lyrics

You ain't talkin' money then you speak a foreign language

I'm from East Atlanta, we don't even talk to strangers

Blue diamonds in my Rollie, gang banger

Red diamonds in my Rollie, gang banger

I'm from East Atlanta, all I do is run it up

I'm not talkin' English, I'm just talkin' money, bruh

Red diamonds in my watch, gang banger

Blue diamonds in my necklace, gang banger

I'm smokin' California weed, it's the best in the B

And it's reserved for only rappers, superstars and Gs

They call me Gucci Mane Li cause [?]

I take your head off your body, that El Chapo in me

These niggas sleepin' on the concrete to put Js on their feet

I rock exclusive Louboutins 4 weeks 'fore they hit the streets

It's big Gucci with a big G

I hustle hard, I sell a peach to a peach tree

I turned on Peachtree and I told my top to leave me

Yellow Ferrari on the Forgis, they believe me

And I'm a walkin' traphouse, you can rent me

And I'm a rollin' drug store so limo tint me, catch up!

You talkin', nigga? What you talkin' 'bout?

You don't got no money, you have got no clout

3 cars and I can bring 'em out

The Lamb' all red, cost half a mil'

That's a mile test

Drop top low, that's got a small chest

Got a gun chest

A girl with a gun in a sundress

Murder complex, use it through your headrest

I left your whole hood smellin' like deviled eggs

And I left your two homeboys headless

Talkin' shit, pussy nigga? Where the address?

You ain't come over with me in Sun Valley

You youngin's gettin' by barely

I'm a young black millionaire in Ballys

Guwop in this bitch, I'm droppin' deuces and foes

And I'ma front that dough to every nigga I know

I was a hundred thousand dollars up at the store

Now I'm on like 10 mil', nigga, I got a hundred to go