Thank y'all for coming out Holiday season bitch God bless goodnight Holiday season Thats for my dawg jay one We are going no where Yeaeeah I know my body took a lot of ink Know I smoke a lot of stink Bladder piss a lot of pink Because that lean I like to drink My face got a lot of tats My grill got a lot of gold My mouth talk a lot of shit My dick fuck a lot of hoes My stomach be filled with shrimp, Legs limping like a pimp Gazelles on my fucking frame, waves all in my temp My mind it be on the prize, hands on with the nine My traphouse it keep a line, because I'm selling Duncan Hines Gucci Mane a millionaire, my house I be seldom there I always be on the road, bank account got several 0's My britches be True Religion, in the kitchen cooking chickens Smoking Swishers, busting Phillies, bought two raris, spent a million This watch right here cost ninety thousand plain jane But I'mma put some rocks off in it anyway These haters they gon' hate on you like anyway (Anyway) So I'm gon' put some rims on my shit anyway Anyway (Anyway) Anyway (Anyway) I dumped her, I can find another any day (Any day) Anyway (Anyway) Anyway (Anyway) It's not that hot outside but I'mma drop it anyway Maybach sitting way back Said Maybach? Yeah it's out back I'm eating Outback, with my Australian bitch She got a fat ass and some big tits I fuck with her cause her accent Where the Hublot? Cause it accent My Louis V shades Plus it match the Ace of Spades On to new ones talkin Audemars got two of 'em One plain jane, one iced-out Nigga tried me, knocked his lights out Got goonies but I'm hands-on Run the check up for my man's 'nem That's A-1 FBG Free Boosie, Free B.G. (You know that's anyway) I'm a Don ho; your house the size of my Condo I just rap shit for the fun ho Last of a dying breed Rocko, young dinosaur Old school, still wear Tree Timbs Where that money at? I want me some With your main bitch and your little sis Know what time it is nigga, threesome This watch right here cost ninety thousand plain jane But I'mma put some rocks off in it anyway These haters they gon' hate on you like anyway (Anyway) So I'm gon' put some rims on my shit anyway Anyway (Anyway) Anyway (Anyway) I dumped her, I can find another any day (Any day) Anyway (Anyway) Anyway (Anyway) It's not that hot outside but I'mma drop it anyway Yeah homes, I'm still on My bankroll on million Them big boats, I chill on A nigga talk that shit, but I'll kill homes (Bow!) My paper-trail stretch real long They career dead its stillborn I'm still touring I'm still going in clubs throwing dough until dawn Popping pills on Sunset In a aqua Bentley and a plum Vette I'm all that ho Call that ho and tell the King say "run that" Hustle Gang is my entourage I Striver's Row my camouflage I got Louis on them new LeBron's Lon Von or either Louboutins Like my dro, I'm too strong In the A-Town I can't do wrong Them pussy niggas wanna diss me it take at least two of em' on two songs My crew on What you on? We'll never be in the same lane What you paid for that with them cloudy diamonds, my shit was triple that plain jane This watch right here cost ninety thousand plain jane But I'mma put some rocks off in it anyway These haters they gon' hate on you like anyway (Anyway) So I'm gon' put some rims on my shit anyway Anyway (Anyway) Anyway (Anyway) I dumped her, I can find another any day (Any day) Anyway (Anyway) Anyway (Anyway) It's not that hot outside but I'mma drop it anyway