Lyrics:

[Hook x2: Gucci Mane]
Im runnin’ circles around these niggas
Im runnin’ circles around these niggas
Im runnin’ circles around these niggas
Im One two-eighty five around the squash niggas

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
These .. monkey
He be in the circus
These niggas be jealous
These niggas worthless
You Mr. never get no pussy you a virgin
I’m Mr. hit her and her friend I’m Mr. Posse
I’m not from Earth
I’m not an earthling
I try to hit her with your friend that nigga nervous
He blew the lid we down to have six hndred thirty
Laws on my dick one of your boy I woulda murked him
I’m a baller and my birthday
Is every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Thursday
If its a Gucci show them bitches come in early
I’m polo down looking like Huxtable Lane nerdy

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I’m killin’ these hoes
I aint now too impressed nobody but my P.O.
I like my bitches rollin’
I like my weed rolled
And I got deep pockets and she got a deep throat
We watch out for police that be in street clothes
You niggas washed up like some fuckin’ clean clothes
My bitch shootin’ at you while I re-load
Sometimes I feel possesed hope I dont get repo’d
Lil Tunechi in this bitch I’m with Gucci in this bitch
Oozie extra clips skateboard kick flip
Runnin circles around these niggas til they dizzy
I fuck a bitch to that Drizzy
Eat that pussy if its pretty
Runnin cirlces around em three sixty Tunechi

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Runnin circles, Im smokin’ purple
Cause Im a boss and you a worker
You got suspenders on like Steve Urkel
And if you run up on me
I’ll murk ya
Yeah Ill hurt ya, yeah l dirt ya
Dont mention your boys
cause they’ll dessert yea
Say she a dime, but she aint worth it
Two six not even a burglar
But she’s a burglar, went from a fat girl
I got the scrap, you better act girl
Just like you know me, they call me Gucci
I ball like Kobe
You know I’m shootin’

[Hook x2]