Song Lyrics

What's Gucci my nigga?
What's Louis my killa?

I feel like I can't follow in nobody footstep
You know I pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my nigga
Young nigga, young nigga, pop pills, make mills young nigga
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga, young nigga

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin' change
Don't f*ck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
On a choppa rant
On a choppa rant

Still-a in that trap getting guap
Out the sewer, now my crib the size of Cuba
I be rap-rapping that block
We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka
Beside this shit, Silkk The Shocker
Coulda been San Quentin on lock
But I two door that ghost
I stack two floors that loaf
I be floor seats by that coach
I be fight seats by that rope
Make me so sick I could vomit
Gin with no tonic
Cheat on my bitch, she know I'm dishonest
But I'm just a product of my environment

Young nigga, young nigga
Pop pills, make mills young nigga
Got wrist, stay trill young nigga
Still toting that steel young nigga
And I ain't ever lose a chain
And shawty head stupid man

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin' change
Don't f*ck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
On a choppa rant
On a choppa rant

Get down or lay down
Shoot everything up but a school or a playground
Run shit like a Greyhound
I'm in here, now who let the Devil in?
I ain't been taking my medicine
My trigger finger ain't never been hesitant
I am your ruler, no measurements
You know I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, at your head my nigga
Cash Money 'til I die, even if I go broke, I still wouldn't beg to differ
I'm off vapors, I heart paper, no sharp paper, better get the point
'Cause I'm point-shaven with a sharp razor, get buck like a horse stable
Too street smart, I'm a geek, I put my niggas on they feet
So if we fall it be that lean, that make a nigga fall asleep
I can't see none of you niggas, and I can see the future man
Where you going? I'm 'bout to go Tunechi man

I think I'm 'bout to lose it man
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
In the trap still countin' change
Don't f*ck with y'all 'cause you niggas lame
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
Said I'm 'bout to go Gucci Mane
On a choppa rant
On a choppa rant

Dwayne Carter, Carlos Suarez, Kanye West, Karim Kharbouch, Michael Hernandez, William Roberts, Brian Newman

The duration of Lose It is 3:49 minutes and seconds.