even when I die, money shall be by My side

ooh, guitar Hook: Everybody's dropping dead, nobody around me wanna be my friend. But i don't care cuz the fat stacks will be with me till the very end. Verse: Gucci till I die, get away from me small fry. You never wanted to associate with me, stop faking i can tell, i can see. You never cared in the past, act like a NASCAR and go fast, you piece of trash, only wanna be with me cuz of the cash. What do you aim on taking? You and I know that you're faking Hook: Everybody's dropping dead, nobody around wanna be my friend. But I don't care cuz the fat stacks will be with me till the very end.