Playin With The Money (Prod. by Mike WiLL Made It) Lyrics Gucci Mane

[Verse 1]
I feel like easy with these load sums
Looking for some dusty shit to smoke on
She's so fine, need a bad bitch to poke on
I love trap bitches, that's a grown folk song
Put your hands up if you mind is real long
Put your lighter up if you smoking real strong
Got this strong pack here like Incredible Hulk
Red diamonds on my wrist matched these red chucks
And if a duck run up he be a dead duck
They call me Guwap cause I got my bread up
I put a duwop and I do up in a red cup
These niggas playing games, now they got me fed up

[Hook]
Playing with the money, playing with the money
Having money nigga, I ain't having paper problems
Playing with the money, playing with the money
I'm having paper nigga, I ain't having paper problems
If I was going broke nigga I'll rob ya
If I was going broke nigga I'll rob ya
If you need some work fool nigga I'll front ya
If you need some work fuck nigga I'll front ya

[Verse 2]
It's Gucci Mane Lafleur, feel like Nino at the cop
Only difference bout it, I'm the East Atlanta jug
Used to get the work and the pills came from Florida
And you my protégé but I can never ride to Mars
Hopping doors with your main ho, calamari possi
In the Ferrari California, send them Forgiatos
And your girlfriend said she pregnant but you know you not the father
If my plug would of been a pussy, then I you know I would have robbed him
Got em grinning with MN 95's cause I just came from Boston
Try to follow me on I85, well fuck it I done lost em
Amigo say don't like to fuck with blunts cause all these niggas didn't crossed him
I cross the trash, ran up the sack
These hoes say that I'm awesome

[Hook]