Video Blow The Deposit Ft Bic Fizzle » Gucci Mane Lyrics | Musica Hip Hop

Gucci Mane - Blow The Deposit Ft Bic Fizzle Lyrics

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Nothin' but shooters on my roster
I ain't worried about no stick up, I'm the one that do the robbin'
Gucci print stamped on my jeans with all my profit in my pocket
Too much money for a wallet and I ain't made it to college
But still can hit up Johnny, smack the bank, blow the deposit

Hit the gas, I'm on they ass, I'm leaving everything behind me (Behind me)
Got bands in bank accounts, I was just hiding cash in the closet
I'm with Gucci, that 1017, you know I'm water faucet
Hit the hood, I hide my face, stay far away from paparazzi
Gucci shoes with the Versace, Fizzle drippin', no hibachi
We got hot 'bows of еxotic, if you need it, Fizzle got it
I can really be your plug, all wе gotta do is lock in
I do features for them 'bows, if you want some, come cop it
Ayy, in a hot car, bet' not stop it, next re-up, I'ma triple the profit
They knowin' BiC Fizzle a problem, trillionaire mindset, plus he'll rob you
I ain't breakin' shit down, come cop it
Girls, you swoon 'em, we spot him, we got him
As soon as we catch, we follow him

Nothin' but shooters on my roster

Ain't worried 'bout no stick up, I'm the one that do the robbin'
Gucci print stamped on my jeans (Gucci) with all my profit in my pocket
Too much money for a wallet and I ain't made it to college
But still can hit up Johnny, smack the bank, blow the deposit (Go)

Blowin' money ain't a thing 'cause I got millions put away (Yeah)
All these Hellcats pulling up, please don't get hit with a stray (Grrah)
I'm on Bouldercrest, I learned mine, graduated from the yay (Skrrt)
Used to pull up for the trey, I'm the coach, I call the play (Yeah)
Know I'm all about deposits, I don't really do withdraws (No)
Heard he tattled on the gang, so we hang him by his balls (Ugh)
Junior high, we late to class, we shootin' dice all in the hall
Free my dogs behind the wall, know they need me, they can call
Shoutout Fizzle, we so proud that my nigga graduated (Fizzle)
Just like LeBron, straight out of high school to the pros and dominated (Well, damn)
Tried to lock me down, but fuck 'em, I came out and elevated (True)
I went from sellin' grams in Gresham, now I'm Grammy-nominated (It's Gucci)

Ain't worried 'bout no stick up, I'm the one that do the robbin'
Gucci print stamped on my jeans with all my profit in my pocket
Too much money for a wallet and I ain't made it to college
But still can hit up Johnny, smack the bank, blow the deposit (Deposit)

B— Blow the deposit
B— Blow the deposit