Lyrics Gucci Mane – Peep The Swag

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

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

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

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

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