Lyrics Gucci - MoneyMarr

Yeah
I got the trap jumpin′ up, that shit boomin'
Uh, yeah
Uh
Uh, I′m workin' hard, I ain't ever gon′ lose
Yeah
Uh, uh

I got the trap jumpin′ up, that shit boomin'
Ten zips stuffed in the Gucci, it′s boofin'
I′m workin' hard, I ain′t ever gon' lose it
If you want some work then I'm callin′ my shooters
I′m catchin' plays so I feel like I′m Moss
Big Marr, big dog, bitch, I'm a boss
My niggas winnin′, ain't takin′ no loss
Bussed down, iced out, bitch, I got sauce
Servin' the junkies, uh, uh
Feds on the block, gotta watch for the undies
He say he trappin'? Uh, uh
Slide on his block, yeah, this shit gon′ get ugly
Nigga, I′m lit, uh, yeah
I got respect 'round my way like I′m Bundy
I'm independent, uh, yeah

Count it up, I cannot let niggas run me

Trappin′ real hard, I can show you how to whip it up
Feds on my line, all I'm tryna do is get it up
Countin′ all this money, man, I swear I'm not giving up
Ridin' with the Draco so we gotta put the pistols up
Janky ass nigga, so you know I gotta stick him up
Ran down, mask down, yeah, nigga, give it up

Big four-fifth out the window, it hit him up
Spin′t on his block, he get them bullets, lit him up

I got the trap jumpin′ up, that shit boomin'
Ten zips stuffed in the Gucci, it′s boofin'
I′m workin' hard, I ain′t ever gon' lose it
If you want some work then I'm callin′ my shooters
I′m catchin' plays so I feel like I′m Moss
Big Marr, big dog, bitch, I'm a boss
My niggas winnin′, ain't takin′ no loss
Bussed down, iced out, bitch, I got sauce
Servin' the junkies, uh, uh
Feds on the block, gotta watch for the undies
He say he trappin'? Uh, uh
Slide on his block, yeah, this shit gon′ get ugly
Nigga, I′m lit, uh, yeah

I got respect 'round my way like I′m Bundy
I'm independent, uh, yeah
Count it up, I cannot let niggas run me

I can show you how to turn a gram into a Vick
Young nigga but I still be on my big trap shit
I been really laying low, I been ridin′ with a stick
Free Jackboy, bitch, everyday hit a lick

I be servin' on a rip, I be servin′ all the fiends
I been runnin' shit lately got me feelin' like I′m Beans
Beam on the fifth when I aim at your spleen
Pour up a line of that Tech in the cream

I got the trap jumpin′ up, that shit boomin'
Ten zips stuffed in the Gucci, it′s boofin'
I′m workin' hard, I ain′t ever gon' lose it
If you want some work then I'm callin′ my shooters
I′m catchin' plays so I feel like I′m Moss
Big Marr, big dog, bitch, I'm a boss
My niggas winnin′, ain't takin′ no loss
Bussed down, iced out, bitch, I got sauce
Servin' the junkies, uh, uh
Feds on the block, gotta watch for the undies
He say he trappin'? Uh, uh
Slide on his block, yeah, this shit gon′ get ugly
Nigga, I′m lit, uh, yeah
I got respect 'round my way like I′m Bundy
I'm independent, uh, yeah
Count it up, I cannot let niggas run me