Spread The Word Lyrics - I'm Up - Gucci Mane

Is Gucci 

Burr 

Hey 

All this money out here 

Gotta get it 

Price so cheap 

When it's winter time I fly to where is summer time 

Spend a hundred grand at any given time of day 

So much cash on me you think I robbed an armored truck 

Smoking kush in front of 12 like we don't give a fuck 

Want some trap shit you came to the right place 

In the Peach State trafficking these Cali grapes 

I'm a king I swear that I should play for Sacramento 

Put a hit on you your ho all and the fucking kin too 

Treat my cars just like my house put curtains on all my window 

So much codeine in this sprite it look like Pepto-Bismol 

Miss me with all of that gossip and that innuendo 

They say my diamond chain is ill they say that I'm a sicko 

Made a hundred thousand dollars standing at the Citgo 

You bust it up and you see crystals sparkling in the middle 

And I never stopped jugging nigga cause I'm not a quitter 

And when I hit the club I hit it with a bunch of killers 

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My mama gave birth to a trap boy, trap boy 

Then trap boy then turned into a dope man, dope man 

Gucci man la Flare I got old money, old money 

And I'm a be a hustlin' ass old man, old man 

This one dedicated to the dope boys 

Price so low I'm at a loss for words 

I know you nigga heard I got them Georgia birds 

23 5 Nigga spread the word 

Fuck with me you know I got the Charlie Sheen 

Hundread pints of purple that's alot of lean 

Got 2000 pounds of swag like I cut the grass 

He said the robbing crew snatched me but that made me laugh 

So many bank rolls in my robin pockets bout to bust 

Walking trought the mall and I'm smelling like a pound of kush 

I got thirty grand on me and a .40 Cal 

I'm in a Louie V store signing autographs 

My plug text me said it just came 

I text him back my nigga I'll be on my way 

I'm selling more scale than Spondivits 

Got a four bedroom with like twelve kitchen 

And ain't no broke niggas coming to my house 

Got that white girl call her Amy Winehouse 

Old school '74 costs a townhouse 

Better bring 'em pounds before I bring the 9 out 

My mama gave birth to a trap boy (trap boy) 

That trap boy done turned into a dope man (dope man) 

Gucci Mane La Flare I got old money (old money) 

And Imma be a hustlin' ass old man (old man) 

This one dedicated to the dope boys 

Price so low I'm at a loss for words 

I know you nigga heard I got them Goergia birds 

23.5 Nigga spread the word 

Holiday Season Nigga 

My mama gave birth to a trap boy (trap boy) 

Then trap boy then turned into a dope man