Brinks Truck Freestyle (Slowed Down)

Oh. Scoochie. The colleagues. Uh-huh. Gucci. What up? Huh. Pounds I'm blowing. Feeling like Tupac, picture me rolling. Huh. Big bankroll folding. Balling on these niggas like I just came home, And huh. I'm strip club storming. Early in the morning, whipping up like a Performance. Huh. Got a show in Houston. Popped another pill and it boosted my endurance. Huh. And it's a flash flood warning. How I'm throwing money, you would think I got An army. Huh. And these niggas can't harm me. It's Gucci Mane, Laflare, and the Bridge Squad Army. Huh. Gucci. Huh. Don't say nothing, but I don't give a fuck. Why you niggas always got to do what you See Jelly do? Why you niggas can't do your Own shit? You feel me? Man, you niggas-you, you niggas ain't got no Originality, man. That's what make me him, nigga. That's what make me him. I always do me. I ain't never did you niggas. You niggas always do me. One hundred.