Hit the Park

Lyrics
What happenin? What's trappenin? It's Gucci Mane n**** Yeah yall n**** can't keep up with me can ya… 28 years old man Yeah just gettin started I'm too much these young n****s can't keep up '74 donk cost more than a Porsche "I know that your Gucci Man I never met a rap star" Rapper? bitch you must don't know that I'm a trapper Pills & throw the isol in the 'Caine it sell it faster Boy you try to keep up with me buy you something faster NASCAR "Gucci Man how much you pay for that car?" 'Fore you said that boy I thought you was a gangsta You not [?] Valley homie you know your [?] Why you out here flexin? Never see your ass on Gresham Left 2 times joggin backwards cause I left em Zay couldn't keep it up so I had to test him [Chorus] My watch is to die for, chain is to kill for Kush, purp, pills, pussy, all a n**** live for Zone 6 so proper all my children Y'all move bricks zone 6 move buildings Yaaa whatchya doin with the money? I don't know but I'm finna hit the park Sunday Yaaa whatchya doin with the money? I don't know but imma hit the park Sunday [Verse 2] When I was four years old I thought that I would be a wrastler No shirt on flexing muscles on the pitch up Just another trap n**** tryna be a rap star Swag so stupid that I'm climbing up the [?] Cherry pump the guts [?] like the inside of a [?] Good game Gucci I got more game than a pool shark Narcs in the neighbor so ima (real trap shit) Watch is to die for, chain is to kill for Money, Kush, purp, pills pussy all a n**** live for Zone 6 so proper all my children Shawty want a charger Gucci want a building Go & get the charger if that's how ya feel me [Chorus]
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- Gucci Mane