No Love Lyrics - Gucci Mane

It's Gucci 

Gotti 

30 inches on the truck, nigga, no (?) 

And I don't give these cocksuckers no love 

I'm double cupped up, nigga, straight mud 

So, your first impression is a nigga sell drugs 

I got ball player money, I be pieced up 

And if you gettin' money, nigga, we can link up 

I might pull up to the club in a Brinks truck 

I'm smoking out the pound bag, nigga, straight bud 

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Loose leaves, fuck the shoestrings, let the bitches hang 

I'm just a East Atlanta nigga, spend this East Atlanta game 

Make a girl sprain her ankle when she see my chain blang 

I wear so many diamond necklaces, her head turn like the exorcist 

Just came back from Texas, I just re-upped with the Mexicans 

Ran off on the plug, all while I delete all his messages 

Gucci Man, the glacier I started out as flexin' shit 

Bells of Kush and bells of purp, man two different addresses 

This white shit that I'm sellin' will make you go turn on your relatives 

Fuck your block, come shop with me, you know I got them better deals 

Kush so strong, gotta smoke it in the restroom 

Niggas say they got that gas, well Gucci got that jet fuel 

I put fours on the coupe, they said they wouldn't fit 

And I drop 30's on the truck, they say the same shit 

Told 'em 30 for a brick, they say I'm insane 

But it's a drought and they Gucci say the same thing 

All I rock is 'Sace, 600 for a T-Shirt 

I got 30 on my hip, extended clip, that how the heat work 

Cold-ass niggas, they should call a nigga A-C 

Got these niggas hot cause I dropped Freon in my A-P 

Froze! 

And when it come to hoes, yeah, I got 'em 

And he was playin' games with that chain, so I shot 'em 

Gotti! Realest nigga in it, don't you doubt 'em 

400 for that 'Rari, bitch, I'mma jump up out 'em