But I’m Bulletproof lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro]
(Yeah)
Ayy, put all them hundreds in a shoebox
Put all them twenties in the bag
Ayy (Buddah Bless this beat)
n*ggas can't see me, man
I know you hate this sh*t
n*ggas can't touch me, hah

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
Bad b*tch, lil' mama pus*y drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
Catch 'em at the red light and leave 'em drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 1]
Bulletproof vest (Check), Bentley 'round my neck (A check)
I put the Dracos up, brought out the carbines and the TECs (Ammo)
Tattoo on her thigh and it say slippery when wet (Woah)
I just f*cked this rich b*tch, we had million-dollar sex, ayy
Can't get shot by Cupid, so I f*cked her with my vest, uh
Only thing can make me move is dead presidents, ayy
Lil' n*gga droppin' swag all over your television, uh
I like her 'cause when we first met, she act saddity (Yeah, yeah)
I f*cked the girl and passed that b*tch just like a Frisbee (Yeah, yeah)
I got some n*ggas sellin' Bobby and sellin' Whitney (Uh-huh)
I got some n*ggas still robbin', they addicted, uh
[Pre-Chorus]
Dead man (Fresh as f*ck), I be dead fresh (Ayy)
Bad b*tch, lil' mama pus*y drippin' wet (Drippin', drippin')
I'ma die about my money, power, and respect (Ayy)
Just count three million cash in my bulletproof vest, hah, yeah

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
Bad b*tch, lil' mama pus*y drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
Catch 'em at the red light and leave 'em drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)

[Verse 2]
(Ayy, who is that?)
Movin' like the president (It's Dolph)
Cameras at the residence (It's Dolph)
n*ggas sayin' that they got hitters, but ain't nan' hitter hit sh*t, hah
Four n*ggas in a Maybach, but we got five blunts lit, yeah
Half a mil' on me right now and two hundred of it on my wrist (Guess what?)
You go hard in that trap, lil' n*gga, you can shine like this (For real)
Bad b*tches on my guest list (Ayy), f*ck n*ggas on my hitlist (Ayy)
Drop top with a mixed b*tch (Ayy), pop, pop, nah, we don't miss
Hah, I spent thirty at Gucci (In Chicago)
Spent a dub at Louis (In New York)
Ten at Chanel (In Miami)
A dub at YSL (In LA)
Got a rose gold Patek and a bustdown (Blaow)
I'm super fly when I touch down
[Pre-Chorus]
Dead man (Fresh as f*ck), I be dead fresh (Ayy)
Bad b*tch, lil' mama pus*y drippin' wet (Drippin', drippin')
I'ma die about my money, power, and respect (Ayy)
Just count three million cash in my bulletproof vest, hah, yeah

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
Bad b*tch, lil' mama pus*y drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
Catch 'em at the red light and leave 'em drippin' wet (Drippin' wet)
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