Free Gucci, Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap] Do this for my hood, I do it for Zoo Jersey Pull up in a foreign, I'm skirting, it's too purty Funny moving niggas be making the Zoo nervous Stay the fuck from 'round me you pussy, your crew worthless Phone keep ringing, you're calling man too early Only way I answer you're bringing me two birdies I'm very well known, I don't think that you heard me I'm known from down the hill way up to two thirty Ninety-five Air Max 'cause I'm a dope runner Balling an athlete but got no jumper Ayy, want a bad bitch, gotta have bricks Want a bad bitch, gotta have bricks Ninety-five Air Max 'cause I'm a dope runner Balling an athlete but got no jumper Ayy, want a bad bitch, gotta have bricks Yeah that makes sense, and I make hits Free the king, Gucci Guwop Hit the scene, hit a duwop See the beam on my new Glock Robin jeans, got a smooth flock Free the king, Gucci Guwop Hit the scene, hit a duwop See the beam on my new Glock Robin jeans, I be too fly [Verse 2: Frenchie] See a nigga looking with a face this But I'm still cooking in the kitchen with an apron The bitches, yeah I fuck 'em like a caveman I bet this forty cal make a nigga break dance First of all I gotta thank Guwop Yeah I said Guwop, you know I had to say it two times Got a hundred grand in the shoebox And I got two Glocks in case a nigga like you try F R E N, C H I E I don't even need an ID For me to get in the club, I put a nigga on an IV I'm fed up Me and Fetty Wap 'bout to get up The top 1017 with a 38 If you hating on the squad, shut up [Verse 3: Fetty Wap] Set my bitch ass on the [?] list I ain't tryna hear no excuses Zoo Gang, this how we do this All my niggas fucking ruthless Set my bitch ass on the [?] list I ain't tryna hear no excuses Zoo Gang, watch how we do this Me and Monty comin' through bitch [Verse 4: Monty] I'm countin' hundreds baby 'cause I'm 17 Dope charges, it's just a felony Want a bad bitch, gotta have bricks Hope that make sense, and I make hits I'm countin' hundreds baby 'cause I'm 17 Dope charges, it's just a felony Want a bad bitch, gotta have bricks Hope that make sense, and I make hits Want a bad bitch, gotta have bricks Talkin' ass tits, ridin' fast whips All that cash get, gon' get that ass hit Who you came with, you know my name bitch I might lane switch with the gang bitch She not my main bitch, man who you came with Uh, uh, shout out Gucci Mane bitch Uh, uh, shout out Gucci Mane bitch