Took By a b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, what's poppin?
Huh, it's Guwop, Thug, Longway, Queso
Engineered by Shawn
Haha turn up, burn up
Uh, what's happenin'
Ooh, uh
Man it's Big Guwop, it's Big Guwop, yeah
B-I-G, Gucci
Uh

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & Peewee Longway]
I work hard for the money, so goddamn hard
I count money on my off day and ain't nothin' funny
Me and Longway P, he got long way money (Longway!)
I got runway models (Run, run), fashion shows in London
I got [?], b*tch I'm rich
And if it don't make money, then it can't pay rent (Rent, no)
And if it ain't worth money, then it don't make sense (Don't make sense, no)
And 10 times out of 10, got extendo clips (Woo)
I smoke deep weed by the quarter, n*gga
Drink lean like water, n*gga
I treat your daughter like I'm her father, n*gga
Multimillionaire, but I'll rob a n*gga
And times hard out here, I keep my strap every day
In Times Square, my n*gga, wit' a damn AK
It's Guwop
[Chorus: Young Thug & Peewee Longway]
Trench coat with a AK inside that (Brrat, brra)
Where the sack at? You can't hide that (I smell it)
Gotta provide that
If getting money was on your agenda, please erase it (Don't write it down)
Ain't gotta do nothing, I got young killers that's gonna come take it (My n*ggas)
Yeah, your money getting took by a b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
Said yeah, your money getting took by a b*tch, boy (Oh yeah)
You know your money getting took by a b*tch (Take that sh*t, baby, Longway)
Did you know your money would get took by a b*tch, boy? (Take that sh*t)

[Verse 2: Peewee Longway]
I got your b*tch and she a D-Boy drywall
She keep it cool when she moving OG for me
A cold decoy b*tch, make an extra stop for them bricks
And I see why you run in his pocket (Boss)
You love dropping OG and them damn bricks (Woo, woo)
I know you wanna see these racks in my pocket (Woo)
Peewee Longway putting on big sh*t (Boss)
I got dope boy Berner, he a doctor
And there's no way he could be Longway (Nah)
I rock racks on me the long way (Woo)
And a .45 if you're complainin' (I'm here, brrah)
I hope your family'll pay for your tombstone
'Cause the headshot's where I'ma land
I drop a hundred grand for double headshots
For y'all f*ck n*gga think I'm playin' (f*ck that)
And them young n*ggas toting them chopsticks like they were from Japan
And when I tell your b*tch I need guap, n*gga, she gonna run through your pants (Straight up)
How the f*ck you call yourself a boss when your b*tch run the gas?
Longway
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Trench coat with a AK inside that (Brrat, brra)
Where the sack at? You can't hide that (I smell it)
Gotta provide that
If getting money was on your agenda, please erase it (Don't write it down)
Ain't gotta do nothing, I got young killers that's gonna come take it (My n*ggas)
Yeah, your money getting took by a b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
Said yeah, your money getting took by a b*tch, boy (Oh yeah)
You know your money getting took by a b*tch (Take that sh*t, baby)
Did you know your money would get took by a b*tch, boy? (Take that sh*t)