Whenever we meet, out on the street
Good for him, he's got a, got a, got a, got a
Police! Police! Go, go, go!
Turn around!
Hello? Hello? Yo!
Tell me man, the boys, man
Ooh, what you mean?
The ghetto birds, man
Nah, man, they ain't ready
Come on, man
What's up?
How the f*** they find me, man?
Yo, yo, I gotta
Yo, I left about ten men with that
I'm on it, man
I gotta get the f*** off the phone
Yo, I'm out, man, what?
I'm so caught up, caught up, caught up
I gotta duck them
They hackers tryna get me and throw them shackles
Tell them just send them at me
I'm shootin' at them like ACA
Favorite movies is action
I FedEx them like a package
Bullet holes in your cucumber turn
To a salad
FedEx rallies, I'm gonin'
I'm off up into my cabin
Hundred miles and I'm climbin'
I speed in that automatic
In a wishin' of dyin'
And have a f*** in my baggage
Yo, I'm caught up, caught up, caught up
Gotta shake them out
Hundred stacks in my seat
Them bandana cover them out
Put my life on the line
I'm 95 and south
Catch a dude if you can
I told you what I'm about, f***
Got her, got her, got her
Gotta keep it hood
Wish that hood be my enemy
Hood for him
I keep it G-U-T-T-A
Until the enemy
Got her, got her, got her
Gotta keep it hood
Know I'm good when I'm in the street
Hood for him
I keep it G-U-T-T-A
Until I think I should eat
And I keep that lead to pistol sharpen, yeah
Hit your block with that chopper
I know that they want me dead
They'll look at this, they want me
Come see me, Satan with dreads
How the hell he get away
As I middle finger the feds
Back, back, back
With that automatic
It's screaming, have it
F***, bring just bounce like a mattress
Right, that's that, now I'm laughing
You f***ing n*** on your packet
Special order, you sounded
And blood butters, you happy
Tell them ladies I'm laughing
They'll kill me if they'd imagine
Ace hood, I'm aggin'
I'm buzzing good and swaggin'
I'm a G-G-G-U-T-T-A
With the premonition of murder
I sleep with the burn of peace
God, God
Gotta keep it hood
Wish that hood be my enemy
Good for him
I keep it G-U-T-T-A
Until the enemy
God, God
Gotta keep it hood
Know I'm good when I'm in the street
Good for him
I keep it G-U-T-T-A
Until I think I should eat
And I'm gone, gone, gone
Gotta get this money
Half a mil' in the pony
Yeah, even she said I'm hunnid
Trump look up with my eyes
But that doubt is deep in my stomach
Misdemeanor, no option
But 20 plus what they pumpin'
Life in a pen, a ten
It's gon' take me away from my bends
Take me away from my ends
Can't picture me in a pen
Doing 105 on the 95 in the wind
Head on down to the matter
Refuse to, to win
Gutter, gutter, gutter
I gotta shake the mouth
The red and blue on my tail
Got some residue on the pouch
Helicopters, they're stopping
To target me on my route
*** the work and the money
And tell them, f*** them out
Gutter, gutter, gutter
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, good for him
Gutter, gutter, gutter
Gutter, that's right
Gutter, gutter, gutter
Good for him
He's gutter, gutter
Attention all units
Attention all units
We are looking out for a suspect
Heading southbound on 995
Suspect is driving a stolen
Black Chevrolet
Suspect is considered armed and dangerous
Proceed with caution
Gutter, gutter, gutter