Spit In Your Face

[Intro] Huh, What the fuck they gon' do with me? Guwop... talking bout what he gonna do to Guwoppp Burr...Burr Your girl, she want to do with me Catch Up! [Verse 1] This fuck nigga keep on texting my phone Saying what he gon' do to me I keep two pistols usually These fuck niggas better bring four or three Brick squad, this is my Faculty Always keep the trap with me Always keep the scrap with me Give a fuck if you don't do a song with me Smoking on strong all day my nigga Sipping on lean, not even there Fuck nigga test that Gucci Mane Have blood all on my Timbalands Hey, there go that Gucci Mane Do all y'all remember him? I'm a mob nigga half Sicilian But nah ain't ever been to Italy Four-fifty eight from Italy, M6 came from Germany Zaytoven my symphony, Young Jeezy my enemy Some people say I'm crazy and I might need to take some Ritalin Signed Black Migo, Scooter so that makes Gucci a Mexican [Hook] Work, spit in your face Fuck nigga, I might spit in your face Gucci Man, I'm a real nasty nigga I just might just spit in your face Gucci be the type, just spit in your face Gucci Man, I'm a nasty nigga Nigga, I might just spit in your face I'ma type of nigga just spit in your face Gucci Man's a nasty nigga Nigga, I might spit in your face Spit in your face Gucci Man's a nasty nigga Fuck nigga, I might spit in your face