Out My Circle

Out My Circle (V-Nasty) Yeah, my favorite color purple Sippin' on that purple, smokin' on that purple You ain't got that get the f*** up out my circle Bitch get the f*** up out my circle (Gucci Mane) Yeah, my favorite color purple Sippin' on that purple, smokin' on that purple You ain't got that get the f*** up out my circle Bitch get the f*** up out my circle (Verse 1: Gucci Mane) Gucci mane and I'm talkin' bout rounds and shit V-Nasty alley oop the brick and I slam the shit I'm kinda country when I talk, you understand this shit? I'm not romantic but I cook my dope candle lit I ain't helpful for these hoes like a cancer stick And if a chick act up, she a cancer bitch Its Gucci Nickelodeon and you just the custodian I never say never so I might be cookin' dope again The ball is in my court I love ma partnas _______ Worship in Detroit and they love me in New York Half a million on the floor, another million on the table Purple Drank, Purple Lean, Purple Pills, Purple Label (Verse 2: V-Nasty) Bitch its Nasty Said I'm high off the liquid Lean queen aka the Brick Kid At ya front door Bitch I hear shit Got whole bricks, cos I'm sippin' You know me girl, I'm rollin' up the purple stuff High of the lean Bitch I can't get enough I'm on the block, never walkin' lonely At night in the hood, rockin' with my 40 Knocking at ya window, 3 in the morning 30 city trip, ho I be touring Take a bitch money while she on vacation Why you saying I ain't mobbin', cos im Caucasian? [Hook]