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    [Intro]
    Mr. East a line it back nigga
    Aka Mr. Perfect
    Aka Gucci Sousa
    Aka the trap god Nicholas go

    [Verse 1]
    Hallelujah
    My blood just send me 50, I got first wide a refusal
    My bitch is my main shooter, I make my bitch go do ya
    Don’t bring your bitch around my chick, my bitch might Jimmy chew er
    It’s guap, it ain’t hip-hop, but I bet diamonds bluer
    Got 3 spots, I got 2 drops and it ain’t no nigga cooler
    Got 3 reigns, I got 10 chains and I thank on Ricky Ruller
    Got the young niggas in my straight A cuz that’s a odd maneuver
    My trap back, I had a flashback when I shot at a intruder
    In the section full of bad bitches and they all wanna smoke hookas
    Well I beat the block the way I work the trade
    Man, you think I’m a producer
    The sergeant here – Medusa
    Get dumb, have you nigga tutored

    [Hook]
    I might not by you no Mercedes
    But I’mma drive your ass crazy
    That sucker shit, it don’t phase me
    They way she sucking – so amazing
    I’m bout to drive a bitch crazy
    That sucker shit just don’t phase me
    I’m bout to make a bitch pay me
    You take good care of nigga, baby
    I’m bout to drive a bitch crazy

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    [Verse 2]
    White flag, no black car
    Flat back car off 2 bars
    With 3 broads, 40 grand in my G stars
    Pink slip – don’t lease ours
    Who the fuck you think we are?
    Retard, kick start this brick squad
    That candy touch your body parts
    Trapped out like towed cars
    Goons have it real like drug lords

    [Verse 3]
    Got young cars in gold cars
    My A&R’s are dope boy
    Like the drugs are in a coke war
    Just whip a nigga with a crowbar
    Security guards, they trail the use
    So we pullin up and shoot in both cars
    Pack a nigga like a pack boy
    Paint a nigga like Moz-art
    Save a nigga life as a kingpin
    Oh I defined his ass in the junkyard
    Murda shit, I know boy
    I ain’t really scared of no boy
    Couple homeboys and lil joy
    And they all wait me, come home boy
    Got bricks all on my finger
    Bricks all in my float boat
    Ain’t know a nigga pay the low for it
    But respect me, I can’t go for it
    All my hoes will fly for it
    All my niggas would die for it
    And I can tell a killer when I see one
    You could say Gucci got a eye for it

    [Hook]
    I might not by you no Mercedes
    But I’mma drive your ass crazy
    That sucker shit, it don’t phase me
    They way she sucking – so amazing
    I’m bout to drive a bitch crazy
    That sucker shit just don’t phase me
    I’m bout to make a bitch pay me
    You take good care of nigga, baby
    I’m bout to drive a bitch crazy

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