Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane & Future] This that 1017 and XO If young Metro don't trust you, I'ma shoot you [Verse 1: NAV] You got a show, you selling tickets to your best friends My show be sellin' out, in 20 seconds I fucked your bitch first, gave my broski seconds My shooter itchin', wanna shoot over a mention Pop a pill go to a whole other dimension Takin' perkies, I'm avoidin' my depression Pay the lawyer, make my boy avoid a sentence He back on road, cashing out and livin' senseless [Pre-Chorus: NAV] Got my pot and got my fork (Got my fork, yeah) Water whip, my wrist got torque (Whip whip, yeah) Fronted work, you can't afford (Can't afford, yeah) My clip long, don't come up short (Come up short, yeah) Call you down and you ignore (Yeah) Like Gucci Mane, we kick a door (Burr! yeah) Buy designer when I'm bored (Yeah) Take your main bitch on my tour (Yeah) [Chorus: NAV & Gucci Mane] I think I need some help to count all this money (Yeah) I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds (Yeah) I'm just a brown boy that made something from nothing (Yeah, me too) Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' (Yeah) [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Huh huh, this that 1017 and XO I call NAV, he in a penthouse, smokin' next door So much money, I ain't worry about the next show But I paid a quarter mill' to see my neck glow I use to sell coke, blow off my metro They was way before I met Metro I think lil' mama got me fucked up with the sex bro I like her but I think I'm in love with the neck tho Now it's on to the next ho Guwop a dog, I need a collar and a mink coat A brainiac, she went to college with the smart folks But I was trappin' in the 6 selling hard dope [Bridge: NAV] Get a check, run it up Get a check, run it up Get a check, run it up Get a check, run it up Touch me, get touched Drinkin' Act, no Tuss Ever since I got some money You been actin' up [Pre-Chorus: NAV] Got my pot and got my fork (Got my fork, yeah) Water whip, my wrist got torque (Whip whip, yeah) Fronted work, you can't afford (Can't afford, yeah) My clip long, don't come up short (Come up short, yeah) Call you down and you ignore (Yeah) Like Gucci Mane, we kick a door (Yeah) Buy designer when I'm bored (Yeah) Take your main bitch on my tour (Yeah) [Chorus: NAV] I think I need some help to count all this money (Yeah) I think I need some help to spend all these hundreds (Yeah) I'm just a brown boy that made something from nothing (Yeah) Now I'm ballin' and you can't tell me nothin' (Yeah)