Fed Bound (Album Version|Explicit)

I'm so gutta gutta gutta

I gotta duck them crackers

P**sy niggas they hack us

Tryna get me into those shackles

Tell 'em just send 'em at me

I'm shooting at em like AK's

Favorite movies is action

I FedEx them like a package

Bullet holes in your cucumber

Turn yo a** into a salad

Finna rally them goons and

They muthaf**kin into my cab

Hundred mounts and I'm climbin'

I speeded that automatic

And I'm wishin' I'm dyin'

And half a brick in my baggage

Gutta gutta gutta gotta shake them off

Hundred stacks in my seats

And banana clip on the mouth

Put my life on the line

I'm 95 headed south

Catch this dude if you can

I told you what I'm about

He's gutta gutta gutta gutta

Gotta keep it hood

Wish that would be my enemy

Good for him he's gutta

I keep it G-U-T-T-A to the enemy

Gutta gutta g-g-gutta

Gotta keep it hood

Know I'm good when I'm in the streets

Good for him he's gutta

I keep it G-U-T-T-A until I D-I-E

And I keep them lands

That pistol sharpen your head

Get your block with that chopper

I know that they want me dead

Tell them cats if they want me come see me

Satan with dreads

How the hell he get away

As I middle finger the feds

F**k 'em

Back back back with that automatic

It's screaming havoc for crackers to spring

And bounce like a mattress

Rat-tat-tat now I'm laughing you bastards

Here go your package

Special order you sign it

In blood puddles you have it

Tell them feddies I'm laughing

Now kill me if they imagine

Ace Hood I'm packin'

And bustin' good I'm swaggin'

I'm a G G G U-T-T-A

With the premonition of murder

I sleep with the burner piece

Gutta gutta g-g-gutta

Gotta keep it hood

Wish that would be my enemy

Good for him he's gutta

I keep it G-U-T-T-A to the enemy

Gutta gutta g-g-gutta

Gotta keep it hood

Know I'm good when I'm in the streets

Good for him he's gutta

I keep it G-U-T-T-A until I D-I-E

And I'm gone gone gone

Gotta get this money

Half a mil in the Pontiac

Even sheets of them hundreds

Drop 'em stop 'em my house them

Deep in my stomach

Misdemeanor no option but 20 plus

What they pumpin'

Life in the peniten gonna

Take me away from my Benz

Take me away from my ends

Can't picture me in the pen

Doin' hundred and five on the 95 in the win'

Head up out to the meadow

Refuse to practice the when

I'm gutta gutta gutta

I gotta shake them off

Red and blue on my tail

Got some residue on my pouch

Helicopters they stoppin'

They target me on the road

Grab the work and the money

And tell them crackers I'm out

He's gutta gutta gutta

Attention all units attention all units

We are on the lookout

For a suspect heading southbound on I-95

Suspect is arriving in a black Chevy Malibu

Suspect is considered armed and dangerous

Proceed with caution