Anyway (Feat. 2 Chainz & Gucci Mane)

Cook that shit up Quay I'm takin' off again, suicide doors, I won't let 'em in 4, or 5 cars, livin' like a God, paying for my sins In this life, ain't no man important I can hop in the Benz, a foreign Mario said they cornin' in in the morning I got vibes, every state I got choices Gucci coat, like we stand on the corner With me, it's like I came straight out the apartments, only just a beat Bitch I get mine off the top, let the bro keep difference Put a 'A' in Atlanta, stand up for my city I was re-in up daily, they thought I was kidding I was putting my profit, save me a milly I keep pouring up Fantas, so shit getting ridiculous I hope the doctor don't say that I need a new kidney Pull up Any kind of way I want her, she know I got that dope boy persona Drop top Winter, spring, fall, or summer Young niggas ballin' like we hit the number I done got the ball off, fuckin' cannot fumble Still duckin' the laws, I gotta keep on running I be rockin' new shit I got every color This shit ain't enough, I need another come up Pull up Any kind of way I want her, she know I got that dope boy persona Drop top Winter, spring, fall, or summer Young niggas ballin' like we hit the number I done got the ball off, fuckin' cannot fumble Still duckin' the laws, I gotta keep on running I be rockin' new shit I got every color This shit ain't enough, I need another come up I fuck with Lil Baby, no infant I used to make plays at the QuikTrip I spend a 20 on Quick Picks I run it back like a Pick 6 Add it all up, it's a it's a re-up, nigga I'm ballin', I need a quick minute I just bought a lift kit Said she fell in love with a misfit Fuck your opinion, you know how I'm livin' My closet say To be continued' Back in the days, I used to make plays The spot there was off of Virginia Ain't no contender Tattoo my name on placentas I read a bitch like accounts Made half a mil' in a rental All of my verses expensive My cause a blood, menstrual He drove down pimps I know that they care for your answer I ball, I need me an agent I just might be your replacement I got a whole lot of money But I got a little patience I got a whole lot of money But I got a little patience I got a whole lot of money But I got a little patience My bitch a trip, vacation Too many chains, plantation If you a real nigga It ain't no expiration Pull up Any kind of way I want her, she know I got that dope boy persona, drop top Winter, spring, fall, or summer Young niggas ballin' like we hit the number I done got the ball off, fuckin' cannot fumble Still duckin' the laws, I gotta keep on running I be rockin' new shit I got every color This shit ain't enough, I need another come up Pull up Any kind of way I want her, she know I got that dope boy persona, drop top Winter, spring, fall, or summer Young niggas ballin' like we hit the number I done got the ball off, fuckin' cannot fumble Still duckin' the laws, I gotta keep on running I be rockin' new shit I got every color This shit ain't enough, I need another come up Guwop Go They say Gucci's a criminal, flood my time-piece with emeralds Not conserv1 or no liberal, donate Rollies for Christmas Heard I shopped at Bar Harbor, I spend reckless on dental She so fine, got her address, told my folks where to send her New 'Rari half a M, see the horse, know the emblem It's big Guwop, it's him Always us over them Niggas say they gon' do this and that, then duck when I see 'em Don't compare me to Slim I could never be him Copped so many new baguettes that I'm gettin' sick of myself Big bully, crush my peers So, now I pick on myself Highly decorated soldier, I got hits on my belt Big diamond choker chokin' on me like Connor Mcgreggor It's Gucci Pull up Any kind of way I want her, she know I got that dope boy persona, drop top Winter, spring, fall, or summer Young niggas ballin' like we hit the number I done got the ball off, fuckin' cannot fumble Still duckin' the laws, I gotta keep on running I be rockin' new shit I got every color This shit ain't enough, I need another come up Pull up Any kind of way I want her, she know I got that dope boy persona, drop top Winter, spring, fall, or summer Young niggas ballin' like we hit the number I done got the ball off, fuckin' cannot fumble Still duckin' the laws, I gotta keep on running I be rockin' new shit I got every color This shit ain't enough, I need another come up