All Dz Chainz (feat. Lil Baby) (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/Lil Baby
Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Juke Wong/Radric Davis/Wesley Glass
Future：
Wheezy outta here
Lil Baby：
They sayin' I do too much
'Cause I got all these chains on me
N***as don't like when we in the club
'Cause they get rained on
We get on with n***as
We turn disses into pain song
The feds picked up the case
He got a bond that money bring him home
How many you got
Just bring 'em all I'm Mr. Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost I'm on the go
Four weeks I switch the phone
I walk in I couldn't care 'bout s**t
No cap I set the tone
You the type to flex for h*es
I'm the type turn up the bros
I won't give a d**n they all for life
You better not break the code
Knowin' bro he ain't sweet you tryna speak
So they had wiped your nose
So deep off in the street
I signed my life away to sellin' 'bow
Blue Ferrari cost nine hunnid bands
You know I pay it cash
Count addict' she just missin' the lil'
So I touch up her a*s
They just spin I tell 'em "Spin again
And bro don't leave your mask"
If I don't go I'm gon' feel like a ho
We gon' get on your a*s
F**k the other side
You gon' get blicks for tryna mediate
I'm gon' run this money up no matter what
Y'all eat away
Yeah
Gucci Mane：
My bullets don't discriminate
Don't play with Wop I demonstrate
Wop
Don't get shot on the interstate
Your girlfriend hyperventilate
R.I.P. to Trouble and free Thugger and free Gunna too
Thug
While you at it
Free the Mayor Foo and free my n***a Pooh
Pooh
The DA bring up lyrics in the court
May not be even true
Huh
And try to pen some s**t next to your name
That you ain't even do
Well d**n
F**k the other side
That n***a be shot for tryna duplicate
Bah baow
Ran off with the swag like they forgot where it originated
Huh
F**k the trolls the blogs
The h*es and yes-men who be instigatin'
F**k 'em
Hit him in the head and he survived
But still a mental patient
Ayy
I don't even have to drop no payments
They feel obligated
Yeah
S**t's so complicated
Now the killers be cooperatin'
Wow
Feds investigatin' but I made it
Never gave a statement
Nah
AKA Big Gucci or Big Guwop
Never call me Radric
Never
Ain't nobody safe
So I tote Glock 'cause they don't have a safety
Huh
I got killers strapped along the yacht
We the So Icy Navy
Icy Navy
And I'ma rep the A until I'm eighty
That's the hood that made me
I done sold so many twenty babies
Think I'm born in gravy
It's Gucci
Lil Baby：
They sayin' I do too much
'Cause I got all these chains on me
N***as don't like when we in the club
'Cause they get rained on
We get on with n***as
We turn disses into pain song
The feds picked up the case
He got a bond that money bring him home
How many you got
Just bring 'em all I'm Mr. Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost I'm on the go
Four weeks I switch the phone
I walk in I couldn't care 'bout s**t
No cap I set the tone
