Origineel
[Chorus: Young Jock]
Look in my Bentley, what do you see
Gread A hustler, surtified G
Look in my Bentley, peep the swag, peep the swag
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane and Young Jock]
It’s Gucci Mane the weirdo, with brand new mattearial
Like Jmario, I go when it’s time to go
Serious, delearious, I’m lookin like an alian
I left the lodge to kill this shit, bring back my moola, man
Survin Lean, bleive me
It’s Young Jock and Gucci Mane, I’m pretty sure you heard of me
You heard of me, these haters wanna murder me
In that new Burgindy, with cream seets, I’m livin big
Master P from 93, and these haters just silly
They tryna murder me, these coppycats they hurtin me
Be with the purple, yeah, that’s where I be
[Chorus: Young Jock]
Look in my Bentley, what do you see
Gread A hustler, surtified G
Look in my Bentley, peep the swag, peep the swag
[Verse 2: Young Jock and Gucci Mane]
First of all, I stand a little more than four feet tall
Ain’t scared to brawlle, Jock come strapped with it all
Smokin my Weed, sippin my Lean
High as a plain, I’m a real G
It’s Gucci Mane the worker, so sick I done lost a kidni
I be gettin models, while I’m poppin bottles
It’s Gucci Mane, the rap Socrotese, here is my pholosifey
Gucci, you inspire me, Lean where my tires be
Sees the block, drop the top, and look at Jock and me
Check out this company, we just hit the lottery
Can find no hotter three, no one hotter than me
[Chorus: Young Jock]
Look in my Bentley, what do you see
Gread A hustler, surtified G
Look in my Bentley, peep the swag, peep the swag
Vertaling
[Chorus: Young Jock]
Look in my Bentley, what do you see
Gread A hustler, surtified G
Kijk in mijn Bentley, peep the swag, peep the swag
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane en Young Jock]
Het is Gucci Mane de mafkees, met gloednieuwe mattearial
Zoals Jmario, Ik ga wanneer het tijd is om te gaan
Serieus, delearious, Ik zie eruit als een aliƫn
Ik verliet de lodge om deze shit te doden, breng mijn moola terug, man
Survin Lean, bleive me
Het is Young Jock en Gucci Mane, Ik ben er vrij zeker van dat je van me gehoord hebt
Je hebt van me gehoord, deze haters willen me vermoorden
In die nieuwe Burgindy, met room seets, I’m livin big
Master P van 93, en deze haters zijn gewoon dom
They tryna murder me, these coppycats they hurtin me
Be with the purple, yeah, that’s where I be
[Chorus: Young Jock]
Look in my Bentley, what do you see
Gread A hustler, surtified G
Look in my Bentley, peep the swag, peep the swag
[Verse 2: Young Jock en Gucci Mane]
First of all, I stand a little more than four feet tall
Ain’t scared to brawlle, Jock come strapped with it all
Smokin my Weed, sippin my Lean
High as a plain, I’m a real G
Het is Gucci Mane de werker, zo ziek dat ik een kind heb verloren
Ik krijg modellen, terwijl ik flessen knal
Het is Gucci Mane, de rap Socrotese, hier is mijn pholosifey
Gucci, je inspireert me, Lean waar mijn banden zijn
Ziet het blok, laat de top vallen, en kijk naar Jock en mij
Check out this company, we just hit the lottery
Kan geen hetere drie vinden, niemand heter dan mij
[Chorus: Young Jock]
Look in my Bentley, what do you see
Gread A hustler, surtified G
Look in my Bentley, peep the swag, peep the swag