Gucci Mane, Peewee Longway, Young Dolph - A to Z lyrics
Gucci Mane [Radric Delantic Davis] Bessemer, Alabama, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Gucci Mane, Peewee Longway, Young Dolph - A to Z lyrics]
C4 c4
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee (Longway)
It wouldn’t cost me but a G (Rack)
I leave blood on your tee (Huh)
I leave blood on the street (You)
I put mud on the street
(Lean, lean, lean, lean, lean)
A pint will cost you 'bout a G (Codeine)
Don’t call it pint, just call it P (PT’s)
F on my rims, I’m in the D (I'm in Detroit)
Don’t F' around with him, got that F&N
I’m in that BMW and F is on my rims (Forgis)
Every trap from A to Z
(Every trap from A to Z)
These white girls want that E
(they want that E) hundred K for my SSMC
(It's Monte Carlo, bitch)
I know the alphabet boys wanna see me (ATL)
Got that Cali' OG (the FBI)
My AR in close reach (It's Gucci)
I do what I want, you do what you can
You a dope boy, I’m a dope man
Six hundred horses in my V, sellin’ P
That bitch use to be thick
Until she started sniffing P
Streets love me but I’m hated by the MPD
Multimillion dreams but I have
Nightmares of the F-E-D's (God damn)
Lord please have mercy on me
I know I don't ‘posed to be dealin'
So after this pack I'm chillin'
Last eight summers I made me a killin’
OG PT’s made me addicted
Damn near OD'd and fucked up my kidneys
Almost let down the whole South Memphis
I'm in my trap house letting them
Things go for the wholesale
I'm on the West Coast
Chillin' with 50 P's in my hotel
Don’t F' around with him, got that F&N
I’m in that BMW and F is on my rims (Forgis)
Every trap from A to Z
(Every trap from A to Z)
These white girls want that E
(they want that E) hundred K for my SSMC
(It's Monte Carlo, bitch)
I know the alphabet boys wanna see me (ATL)
Got that Cali' OG (the FBI)
My AR in close reach (It's Gucci)
White hoes want that E, I told em I got molly
This AR laying next to me
Can't wait to catch a body
Shoot from A to Z, I left forensic ID
I fly out to D, I heard they serving
They got PT’s
Meet a bad bitch, look like RiRi
I’m crippin’, she rock CC
Chanel Chanel with Ceewee
I’m a D-boy, sell a nigga QP's
Guwop and Dolph still pouring out the PT
On the East Side sipping on lean, lean
In the HOV like Jay Z
Like JD, money ain’t a damn thing
H to the O, bring your main thing
These hoes on Longway's dang dang
Balmain mix matched with the Hermes
HK, don’t fuck with
Double R, it's rolling 60's
Got OG, Longway hippie f&N double down on me
Turn ya veggie, eating rice like a
Don’t F' around with him, got that F&N
I’m in that BMW and F is on my rims (Forgis)
Every trap from A to Z
(Every trap from A to Z)
These white girls want that E
(they want that E) hundred K for my SSMC
(It's Monte Carlo, bitch)
I know the alphabet boys wanna see me (ATL)
Got that Cali' OG (the FBI)
My AR in close reach (It's Gucci)
And the CEO
Gucci Mane’s a G, G i’m tryna sell a P, P’s
From A to Z (From A to Z) you know about B
You know about B
You know I fuck with Wee (Longway)
It wouldn’t cost me but a G (Rack)
I leave blood on your tee (Huh)
I leave blood on the street (You)
I put mud on the street
(Lean, lean, lean, lean, lean)
A pint will cost you 'bout a G (Codeine)
Don’t call it pint, just call it P (PT’s)
F on my rims, I’m in the D (I'm in Detroit)
Don’t F' around with him, got that F&N
I’m in that BMW and F is on my rims (Forgis)
Every trap from A to Z
(Every trap from A to Z)
These white girls want that E
(they want that E) hundred K for my SSMC
(It's Monte Carlo, bitch)
I know the alphabet boys wanna see me (ATL)
Got that Cali' OG (the FBI)
My AR in close reach (It's Gucci)
I do what I want, you do what you can
You a dope boy, I’m a dope man
Six hundred horses in my V, sellin’ P
That bitch use to be thick
Until she started sniffing P
Streets love me but I’m hated by the MPD
Multimillion dreams but I have
Nightmares of the F-E-D's (God damn)
Lord please have mercy on me
I know I don't ‘posed to be dealin'
So after this pack I'm chillin'
Last eight summers I made me a killin’
OG PT’s made me addicted
Damn near OD'd and fucked up my kidneys
Almost let down the whole South Memphis
I'm in my trap house letting them
Things go for the wholesale
I'm on the West Coast
Chillin' with 50 P's in my hotel
Don’t F' around with him, got that F&N
I’m in that BMW and F is on my rims (Forgis)
Every trap from A to Z
(Every trap from A to Z)
These white girls want that E
(they want that E) hundred K for my SSMC
(It's Monte Carlo, bitch)
I know the alphabet boys wanna see me (ATL)
Got that Cali' OG (the FBI)
My AR in close reach (It's Gucci)
White hoes want that E, I told em I got molly
This AR laying next to me
Can't wait to catch a body
Shoot from A to Z, I left forensic ID
I fly out to D, I heard they serving
They got PT’s
Meet a bad bitch, look like RiRi
I’m crippin’, she rock CC
Chanel Chanel with Ceewee
I’m a D-boy, sell a nigga QP's
Guwop and Dolph still pouring out the PT
On the East Side sipping on lean, lean
In the HOV like Jay Z
Like JD, money ain’t a damn thing
H to the O, bring your main thing
These hoes on Longway's dang dang
Balmain mix matched with the Hermes
HK, don’t fuck with
Double R, it's rolling 60's
Got OG, Longway hippie f&N double down on me
Turn ya veggie, eating rice like a
Don’t F' around with him, got that F&N
I’m in that BMW and F is on my rims (Forgis)
Every trap from A to Z
(Every trap from A to Z)
These white girls want that E
(they want that E) hundred K for my SSMC
(It's Monte Carlo, bitch)
I know the alphabet boys wanna see me (ATL)
Got that Cali' OG (the FBI)
My AR in close reach (It's Gucci)