(intro)   jingle bells   bubba kush smells   675 one ounce   my trap do numbers, chickens all summers   but come back dawg we’re out (out)      my swag turned up, my swag got an amp   your tramp seen the champ and her pussy got damp   chickens with the stamp   i count so much money that my fingers got a cramp   if you’re not with that camp i suggest you better vamp   i’m rollin up the plant   gucci mane’s an alien and you’re not even ant   never say can’t, ball, kevin durant   camp shine like lamps; guns, grass game gramp   crack a egg, that’s my charm, like an omelette on my arm   cuz my diamonds are my sons, yellow diamonds for my mom   he’ll go to the prom, sellin dope what i was doin   lamborghini, beemer, corvettes and my ten year class reunion      my flow so weird   diamonds same color as santa claus beard   ho ho hoes i think santa claus here   dashing through the snow in my old school chevrolet   over the hills we go, nina, i sold so much dope      my car got personality, the grille be smiling, honey   my rims are very charming and my leather seats are comfy   gucci major money shawty i get crazy cloudy   have a baby by me probly maybe i’ll buy you an audi   maui wowie, stupid cloudy, loudy got me rowdy rowdy   chevy caprice 73 play master p im bout it bout it   prints color mariah carey, if they’re candid ask about it   tell em that big gucci said it, so icey get stupid with it   drop top be, passenger seat celebrity   seven chains on so gucci mane shining heavily   cocaine heavenly, soft white prejudice   all white bricks same color as my necklace      my flow so weird   diamonds same color as santa claus beard   ho ho hoes i think santa claus here   dashing through the snow in my old school chevrolet   over the hills we go, nina, i sold so much dope      [???] jumper, i can’t throw a slider   but gucci mane’s a rider, slide by any spider   spiker, viper, vette with rally striper   tiger stripe pits in my house, ready to bite ya   standards way higher, don’t have time to tie em   cocaina fry em, gas don’t cut the eye uh   bags full of kushy, beg a pussy to push me   brick ya from the roofie, uses it for a cushion   gushin, whippin, my watch is good lookin   attractive, handsome, damn that bitch is lookin   gucci— admit it, realest that ever did it   committed, my city's no pity gutter and gritty      my flow so weird   diamonds same color as santa claus beard   ho ho hoes i think santa claus here   dashing through the snow in my old school chevrolet   over the hills we go, nina, i sold so much dope      jingle bells   bubble kush smells   675 one ounce   my trap do numbers, chickens all summers   but come back dawg we’re out (out)