Lose It (Feat. Lil Wayne & Rick Ross)

What's Gucci my nigga What's Louis my killa I feel like I can't follow in nobody footstep You know I pop pop pop pop pop pop At your head my nigga Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills my nigga Go ahead young nigga, young nigga, young nigga I think I'm 'bout to lose it man Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane In the trap still countin' change Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane On the choppa rant On the choppa rant Still a in that trap getting guap Out the sewer, now my crib the size of Cuba I be rap rapping that block We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka Beside this shit, sold the choppa Coulda been San Quentin on lock But I two'd up that ghost I stack two flows that loaf I be floor seats by that coach I be fight seats by that rope Lately so sick I could vomit Gin with no tonic Cheat on my bitch, you know I'm dishonest But I'm just a product of my environment Young nigga, young nigga Pop pills, make mills young nigga Got wrist, stay trill young nigga Still talking that, still young nigga And I ain't ever lose the change And shawty head stupid man I think I'm 'bout to lose it man Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane In the trap still countin' change Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane On the choppa rant On the choppa rant Get down or lay down Shoot everything up but a school or a playground Run shit like a Greyhound I'm in here, now who let the Devil in I ain't been taking my medicine My trigger finger ain't never been hesitant I am your ruler, no measurements You know I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at your head my nigga Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn't beg to differ I'm all papers, I heart paper, no sharp paper, better get the point 'Cause I'm point shaven with a sharp razor, get buck like a horse stable Too street smart, I'm a geek, I put my niggas on they feet So if we fall it be that lean, that make a nigga fall asleep I can't see none of you niggas, and I can see the future man Where you going I'm 'bout to go Tunechi man I think I'm 'bout to lose it man Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane In the trap still countin' change Don't fuck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane On the choppa rant On the choppa rant I feel like I can't follow in nobody footstep You know I pop pop pop pop pop pop At your head my nigga Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills my nigga Go ahead young nigga, young nigga, young nigga