Gucci Mane - Get Lost lyrics

rate me

Yeah, big money popping, boy!

Hook:

I told my partner to get lost

Cause I don't really like seeing this

I told the bitch to get lost

I think I hurt the girl's feelings

I hit the gas and get lost

I hit the gas and get lost

I'm in a new Rolls Royce

Damn! If you ain't lucky, get lost!

Me at my top beefing

So I don't really wanna see him

Uh, they call me Gucci Man the fly nigga

And all the kids wanna be him, huh

I told that girl to get lost

Cause I don't even like ugly

All this money that I'm making

The think I'm planing for the chargers

My jewelery game is retarded

My car game is exotic

..my Maserati,

cause look like he in the hypnotic

I'm running from paparazzi

But I'm on Lamborghini

They call me Gucci...

I thank them fucking liberachi

I told my top to get lost

Cause I don't really like seeing this

I told the bitch to get lost

I think I hurt the girl's feelings

I hit the gas and get lost

I hit the gas and get lost

I'm in a new Rolls Royce

Damn! If you ain't lucky, get lost!

Smoking Cush with my boys

I’m a walking weed Joyce

They say I fuck on my alarms

I say it back, it’s my choice

Selling dope with my squad

Old school’s in my yard

I got a Chevy so clean

And my goodness so hot

They say it’s getting real hot

So I took off of my top

I got the number one spot

I’m coming down my block

Hook:

I told my top to get lost

Cause I don’t really like ceilings

I told a bitch to get lost

I think I hurt the girl feelings

So I hit the gas and get lost

I hit the thrust and get lost

I’m in that new Rolls Royce

If you don’t like it get lost

Dragging from the old school in my new school

Top missing, nigga with my new tool

Same ways with my new juice

Getting money on these young fools

You pay for perfect when you’re big time

You pay for perfect when your sun shine

Harley Davidson, 1100

Nigga know we got them army guns

Big money when we poppin nigga

Overseas when I’m shoppin nigga

Hella choppers when we choppin nigga

Getting money by the mount nigga

Uptown with the swag nigga

300 on the dash nigga

Out the pound full of cash nigga

Nigga first not last nigga

Hook:

I told my top to get lost

Cause I don’t really like ceilings

I told a bitch to get lost

I think I hurt the girl feelings

So I hit the gas and get lost

I hit the thrust and get lost

I’m in that new Rolls Royce

If you don’t like it get lost