[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Eh I was made for this shit
Been up a few days for this shit
I [?] for this shit
I had to fly all the way to LA for this shit
I had to sleep in the bushes with a K for this shit
I'm smoking kush with your bitch, [?] pussy [?]
I went to sleep with a pint, I had a dream I was cooking
Too much money to see, what's a stripper to me?
Once I tell her we'll leave, she cut him off permanatley
Cause all my jewelry is platnom, I treat all these women so nasty
They say my mouth is so jazzy, said I can't just be a rapper
And all my hoes get along, [?]
And I did it back then, before they knew it happen
I'm so sorry bitch lady, you ain't heard bout me, baby?
I live my life [?], you know I made that song Wasted
I had a girl with some braces, but still the head was amazing
My [?], your hoe [?]
It's Gucci!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Real n***as don't save no bitches
Real n***as don't save no bitches
It's a must that I drag these bitches
It's a must that I drag that bitch
[Verse 2: Bankroll Fresh]
It's Fresh!
That bitch a slut, that bitch ain't nothing
Bitch [?] drink that nut
[?] time like grab the clutch
[?] made that cut
Fuck her back, and the butt
I pull her hair, I hit a blunt
Shauty all down my front, call it [?]
She call me when she wanna hunt
I fucked her once, didn't give her nothing
Recorded it on social cam, and she didn't really give a damb
She let all of the homies smash
Did it with my n***as, wam
I got the head then saw the bed, didn't have time to meet her fam

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Real n***as don't save no bitches
Real n***as don't save no bitches
It's a must that I drag these bitches
It's a must that I drag that bitch