Cold Day

[Prod by Zaytoven] It's Gucci OK It's Gucci We're Going In [Hook: Gucci Mane] It's a Cold Day I need somebody to lay with I already got a lot of money to play with It's a Cold Day And this old brother crazy I got all these bricks in my lil mama basement It's a Cold Day [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I'm a Gucci Mane, gotta get them Got me rapping to a whole 'nother rhythm It's side-tipping, fat Gucci gotta strap But I ain't finna say who did him Imma put a little change on hitting him Got Rottweiler goons, I'll sick 'em I'll split 'em, we can get another victim In a room with a Boa Constrictor I ripped your ex before I picked her My mental, my pistol My sticker is sicker My mixtape go get 'em Got badass hoes, I pick 'em Put all my change on shitting 'em Imma drive without the lights Talking like it's hype Get wheels and a new system If a nigga hating on me, kiss 'em Cause I ain't got time now to diss 'em Imma pull up to the shop Kill the parking lot But none of my fans gonna miss him Imma tell a nigga plain and simple I bust a nigga head, no pimper I shoot a bullet in the temple This a day he won't remember [Hook] x2 [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] You see, this is a train crash How long will the fame last? Who cares? Teacher came to class "Gucci" on my name-tag I'm snatching the game back You might get your chain snatched You try me, get aimed at Zone 6, you can blame that And death is the penalty There's so many men in these I'm smoking my enemies Like our sales are, visibly The GB I hunt Think I'm laundering money Cause I got twenties and fifties And I got plenty of hundreds If I lose on the gamble Then that ain't nothing to me I could stand alone Cause I'm the boss of the streets I'm a cold-blooded veteran Yeses to a freshman. Test me You might end up serving me refreshments [Hook] x2