[Intro: DJ Holliday]Holiday Season!PYONG! Catch up!It's Gucci![Verse 1: Gucci Mane]I'm in the yellow thang on the expresswayThat bitch so nasty it might give a bitch road rageGet out my lane, Ferrari BoyzYou see the chain, So Icey BoyzI'm riding in a mansion but I don't think I'm fancyBut I cut the blinker on and my diamonds dancingOnce upon a time, a little while agoThere was a nigga in a 'Rari with a pretty yellow hoGot my head held up cause I think I'm handsomeBut the media portraying me as Charles MansonAnd I could have bought a Phantom rode here four deeperBut I'd rather pull up solo in the yellow two-seaterGucci![Chorus: Gucci Mane]Get out my lane, Ferrari BoyzYou see the chain, So Icey BoyzGet out my lane, Ferrari BoyzYou see the chain, So Icey BoyzGet out my lane, Ferrari BoyzYou see the chain, So Icey BoyzGet out my lane, Ferrari BoyzYou see the chain, So Icey Boyz[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]Riding in the 'Rari same color as BacardiShe don't like me, shawty, man she like my carDamn near wanna fuck my chain, damn near wanna fuck my nameI'mma bust every nigga in the click I claimDeep-dish rims and them offsets, maneThat's how me and Gucci Mane claimIced out, popping shit, drunk, switching lanesI rock bandana's like Santana'sScreaming out "Who wants some Anna?"Made a million off my words, they in love with my Country GrammarThat's the antenna, but your rapping careers got static in itI'm a walking meal ticket, just wait a minuteBank account got commas in itAll black 'Rari know the llamas in itI hear em talking gangsta shit but I know they lame as hellOne thing I ain't gon doPussy nigga you scared of jailMy name ring bells, my engine loud as hellShit, my 'Rari cost about 230 bills..[Outro: DJ Holliday]Brick Squad monopoly, that's my companyBitch I'm buying all the property..
