作词 : Radric Davis
作曲 : Radric Davis
[Verse 1]
I could sprinkle you with game, but you just too ****in' lame
I can put you up on something, but you still wouldn’t learn nothing
You know the game is to be sold mane, and not for you lames mane
I spent half of my life nigga sellin' crack *******
I’m a victim of the **** game, I don’t like to name names
I don’t like to name drop, I just like ******* drops
All I do is drop tops, man I’m so god damn hot
If you got a old car, then go get a new one
If you don’t got no strap, go and get you two guns
Got a ***** so fine with me, she make me want 2 sons
I told her baby call me Mr. Never Ever Use A Coupon
Baby got that slow dome, my trap like a group home
I’m bad with niggas, but I’m good with *****es
Man Gucci Mane, so superstitious
Rag to riches, no pot to piss in
Three years goin' I ain’t seen no Christmas
Six months goin' I ain’t seein' no drought
Work so good they don’t ever get slow
Burglar bar doors on all my houses
I’mma put hardwood on all of my floors

[Hook]
Dog a *****, drag a *****, so bad I need a damn collar
Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin' shit down but my damn collar
Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar
Dog a *****, drag a ***** so bad I need a damn collar
Pimp nigga, I ain't turnin' down shit but my damn collar
Police man be chasin', wanna grab me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane didn’t graduate, but guess what, I'm a trap scholar

[Verse 2]
Hit the club I'm clean as hell, but yeah I got them dirty dollars
Drag a ***** so bad I need a god damn dog collar
Pull up in three Phantoms like I’m Creflo damn Dollar
And if your ***** with me, no need to call, don’t even bother
Limpin', screamin', pimpin', turn my trap to a damn brothel
Deep dishs pizzas on my chargers, tryna dodge every pothole
You ain’t gotta worry bout your ***** cuz your boy got her
Said she want some ****, then guess what she gon' get a whole lot of
Knock her, then I think I need a god damn El Dorado
Big face Rollie, keep it rolling, for I leave you holy moly
I’m golden, call me goldie
Can’t none of these **** niggas hold me
I’m a young nigga but I OG
Y'all bout to turn me to the old me
And no OC, I could OD cuz I drink so much damn *******
I’m solo, no Co-De
And this Mac 11 is my homie's
I'm up ain't talkin' bout mollies
I'm up ain't talkin' bout coffee
Don’t give a damn about you nigga and don’t give a damn about them police

[Hook]
Dog a *****, drag a *****, so bad I need a damn collar
Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin' shit down but my damn collar
Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar
Dog a *****, drag a ***** so bad I need a damn collar
Pimp nigga, I ain't turnin' down shit but my damn collar
Police man be chasin', wanna grab me by my damn collar
Gucci Mane didn't graduate, but guess what, I'm a trap scholar