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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
Myles Harris
Myles Harris
Programming
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaquil Brown
Aaquil Brown
Songwriter
Myles Harris
Myles Harris
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
Michael Williams
Michael Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Myles Harris
Myles Harris
Producer
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
****, please
You ain't got as much gwop as me
You don't wanna go dollar for dollar
You don't wanna go bottle for bottle
You don't wanna go bitch for bitch
'Cause all I ever fuck with is models
I'm a motherfuckin' player, my ****
If she bad, I'ma slay her, my ****
Yeah, stunting ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Pimping ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Ballin' ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Poppin' bottles ain't nuthin' to me (That ain't nuthin')
Driving foreign cars, that ain't nuthin' to me, that ain't nuthin' to me
Stunting ain't nuthin' to me
Look at this shit, it ain't nuthin' to me
[Verse 2]
You don't even know what I'ma do
When I'm in the zoo looking at the zebras
All these hoes, they some fuckin' cheaters
Oh, yeah, they some fuckin' cheaters
Throw it off, ****, on the reefer
I been drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking
Hennessy goin' all through my system
Don't let your bitch be a victim
These **** lookin' sad
I'm running 'round with bags
I'm in there poppin' tags
I don't even got your bread
Money talk for me, I'ma do the money walk down the street
I'ma do the money walk down Hollywood, need my name on Hollywood, **** (Uncle Jimmy!)
Your pockets lookin brittle (What)
You a rat, Stuart Little (Get away from me, ****)
Ten thousand dollar outfits, she can tell I'm a rich ****
Came out my momma like a boss
Got these hoes singing Diana Ross
Making big moves constantly
EA need to sponsor me, (2K)
Swagged up, can't take it off of me
Ear Dummers, we a damn monopoly
I remember I ain't have a pot to pee
Nowadays, I'm everywhere the gwala be
Wanna follow bitch? You gotta swallow me
I ain't trickin', bitch, it ain't Halloween
We can't kick it, bitch, ain't no soccer team
I don't wanna talk, I ain't Socrates
[Verse 3]
****, please
You ain't got as much gwop as me
You don't wanna go dollar for dollar
You don't wanna go bottle for bottle
You don't wanna go bitch for bitch
'Cause all I ever fuck with is models
I'm a motherfuckin' player, my ****
If she bad, I'ma slay her, my ****
Yeah, stunting ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Pimping ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Ballin' ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Poppin' bottles, that ain't nuthin' to me (That ain't nuthin' me)
Driving foreign cars, that ain't nuthin' to me, that ain't nuthin' to me
Stunting ain't nuthin' to me
Look at this shit, it ain't nuthin' to me
[Verse 4]
Stunting ain't really nuthin'
I walk like a jack in a box, I hop out the drop
Don't leave it to Beaver, just leave it to me
Gucci Mane making two million a week
Gucci earrings two hundred a pop
I cop when I shop, I don't know how to lease
Grindin' like I don't even know how to sleep
You remind me of my Bentley GT
On Magic on Monday, I throw up the money
I'm a man crush every day of the week
I'ma ball hard like it's Superbowl Sunday
A fool with the chewing, she chewing the D
What in the hell is she doing to me?
SWV got me weak in the knees
Give her the trophy, the throat of the week
Gucci the GOAT, got my foot on they throat
And my feet on the wood like I play in the league
Criss crossing the country like crossing the street
And I feel like the Pope, all these crosses on me
If you still sellin' dope, then I'm giving you hope
'Cause ain't none of them getting more money then me
I'ma keep giving them something to see
Honestly, none of them fucking with me
[Verse 5]
****, please
You ain't got as much gwop as me
You don't wanna go dollar for dollar
You don't wanna go bottle for bottle
You don't wanna go bitch for bitch
'Cause all I ever fuck with is models
I'm a motherfuckin' player, my ****
If she bad, I'ma slay her, my ****
Yeah, stunting ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Pimping ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Ballin' ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Poppin' bottles ain't nuthin' to me (That ain't nuthin')
Driving foreign cars, that ain't nuthin' to me, that ain't nuthin' to me
Stunting ain't nuthin' to me
Look at this shit, it ain't nuthin' to me
[Verse 6]
Nah, that ain't nuthin' to me
Boy, I get money in my sleep
Buy a new car every week
Get a new bitch everyday (Aye)
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you say
Send them hitters where you stay
You don't wanna go shooter for shooter
You don't wanna go million for million
You don't wanna go bitch for bitch
I got bitches in Hawaii
I got bitches down in Houston
Some are millionaires, and some are boostin'
Might call your bitch to make a movie
And you know it's X-rated
Like you know my weed strong
And this Sprite I'm drinking medicated
Break out the dice, let's shoot
I'm savage, I only buy coupes
Told the bitch to bring one friend
Hard-headed ass bitch brought two
Look one of them in the eye said
"I already fucked you, why she brought you?"
I'm a player, these bitches, they love me
In the club passin' out bubbly
Bitch, I'm the shit like Ruffin (David)
Can't a **** tell me nuthin'
I'm out in Hollywood, druggin'
Young ****, paid and thuggin'
Dolce and Gabbana tuxedo
Trap **** like Nino (Brown)
Just had a bad bitch trio
One Mexican and one Creole
[Verse 7]
****, please
You ain't got as much gwop as me
You don't wanna go dollar for dollar
You don't wanna go bottle for bottle
You don't wanna go bitch for bitch
'Cause all I ever fuck with is models
I'm a motherfuckin' player, my ****
If she bad, I'ma slay her, my ****
Yeah, stunting ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Pimping ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Ballin' ain't nuthin' to me (Ain't nuthin')
Poppin' bottles ain't nuthin' to me (That ain't nuthin')
Driving foreign cars, that ain't nuthin' to me, that ain't nuthin' to me
Stunting ain't nuthin' to me
Look at this shit, it ain't nuthin' to me
Written by: Aaquil Brown, Adolph R. Jr Thornton, Michael Williams, Myles Harris, Radric Delantic Davis, Young Dolph
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