Gucci Terintino lyrics

[Intro]
(Whew)
(Mike WiLL Made It)
f*ckin' mulianis (Gucci Mane)
Say hi to my lil friend
f*ckin' mulianis (Future)
Say hi to my lil friend
f*ckin' mulianis (DJ Scream)
Say hi to my lil friend (And this is a gift for the streets n*gga)
Gucci Terintino in this mother f*cker (We ain't gon charge y'all nothin)
Hah! (We gon put this sh*t on the block)
Gucci! (For free)
It's the last time! (DJ Scream, hood rich, b*tch) [Free Bricks, n*gga]

[Verse 1]
I get you f*ckers knocked out for a quarter key
I told you mother f*ckers not to f*ck with me
Cocaine dancin' in my mansion, it's a homicide, Charles Manson
She nervous and she panicked (Hood rich)
So I vanished instead of vanquished
Call her dandruff, leavin' bloody trails in my Stan Smiths
Swear I killed the b*tch like Columbine
Left the b*tch dead, flatline
Only talked to you like ten times
Had a great lawyer who loved to shine
I heard it through the grapevine
Gucci Mane lives a life of crime
[Verse 2]
I brought her back like Frankenstein
All my goons like Frankenstein
Tryna go and I ain't a kid
And I don't ever die they like vampires
Bought a tractor trailer with like ten times
And make the money back on the first try
Got more hands than an octopus
Got eight different kinds, it's octo-kush
You talkin' to them folks cause you needed protection
If your ass was lost I wouldn't even give you directions
She only sucked my di*k cause she needed affection
How the f*ck you let that b*tch slip and come in my section?
She say that she a teacher, she teach first grade
So what? Still imma f*ck her on the first date
Like a wine cellar, I'm gon keep some fine grapes
My swag sick, imma need some first aid
Cause I pull up in the old school with the candy
The parking lot gon need a f*cking band-aid
Colder than a icicle, it's a Can-Am not a tricycle
It's a Harley, not a bicycle
My gang stronger than corn liquor