What I Do - Gucci Mane

You can’t mute me, my whole life I’m ProTools

First day appeal, just elude me or shoot me

I stand on my word, I’m like Luke in the 90's

Cocaine crazy, 1980 baby

2/12 they birthed me, now find me in Miami

East Atlanta with me, always to the Grammys

This time? Big bucks, no Whammies

My trunk slammin, my track jammin

I’m too fancy; manners I left 'em

I’m healthy, stealthy, and wealthy — you try me?

I’ll probably show a nigga how to drive a jet ski

Them Brick Squad niggaz got me like I got me

Me, Flock and Baby back to Bankhead in real Bugatis

Brick Squad, Zone 6, Ca$h Money, whattup?

I might just fuckin buy my mom a Maserati

I got 6's on my red and black whip (this is what I do)

Watch them girls choose, iced up like a fool

Po’n lean in my styrogoam, this is how I Screw

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… ha! (Flock 'em!)

Flexin with the crew, mean muggin who?

Bad attitude, what’chu wanna do?

20 bottles, 40 blunts, meet me, on the moon (hold up)

Make it, make it rain, now my lil' bitch strippers come together, fame

Let my, pants hang, watch me, do my, chain swang

Takin, bitch mane, with this yellow, diamond, karat, chain

Waka, Flocka, Flame, Gucci, Gucci, Mane

With the Birdman, this is how we hang

(Ayyyy!) This is what I do, then I cut a damn fool

Man I come through Chevrolet, but it look gray Coupe

Get my money stack it up, this is what real players do (yessir)

Now if, he don’t get no money then that nigga need to shoot

Smokin kush, at the house, while yo' bitch clean my shoe

Real gangsta nigga mayne, this is what I do

Say lil' potnah just hit me sayin «Man I need a deuce» (okay!)

So I hit him with the force, this is what I do

Killed yo' baby momma; this is what I do (damn!)

Work chipped cell phones, this is what I do

Rims on my car look like man they runnin out they shoe

With that blue 20 piece look like my backyard swimmin pool