Lost It-Gucci Mane/2 Chainz/DJ Scream

Lost It - Gucci Mane/2 Chainz/DJ Scream I got no roof and no ceilings I used to have a top but then I lost it 50k no chilling I make these b*tches dance 'til they exhausted I'm cold blooded no feelings I used to have a limit but then I lost it I'm having fun a ton of ones I came into the club and I tossed it Top off like a toupee Been looking for it like two days Drink rose like kool aid Talk so sweet I got a tooth ache Phone book in my true religions 60 grand that's a lot of hundreds racks Gettin' wasted goin' ape sh*t Swag so sick it'll make you vomit In that yellow thing low to the earth like a caterpillar Glass house so you see me ni**a 2 door coupe that's a lady killa I just campaignin' with my wrist on chill Champagne bottles yeah we got 'em on chill Don't care who her boyfriend is Don't f**k her right then another ni**a will Pocket full of them dead guys and they all tryna crawl out Pockets full of them speed bumps You know I'm 'bout to ball out Know I got my top down I got no roof and no ceilings I used to have a top but then I lost it 50k no chilling I make these b*tches dance 'til they exhausted I'm cold blooded no feelings I used to have a limit but then I lost it I'm having fun a ton of ones I came into the club and I tossed it These rappers all on my head They rather cut off my legs Because I run the city to tokyo to the I done lost my damn mind I 'bout to cut off my dreads Got big head Benjamin's I'm walking with a limp then racks Yeaahhh Now turn it up a notch I'm flyer then a helicopter Don't speak to or talk to cops And you know I hate them rappers why They can't wait to catch you Slippin' for your style and kidnap ya I cover my body in gold I speak this sh*t from my soul All I can think about them days I was standin' out in the cold trappin' Are you my friend or foe Better believe I'm trained to go ttg I disguise my pain by orderin' up ones and lettin' 'em go I got no roof and no ceilings I used to have a top but then I lost it 50k no chilling I make these b*tches dance 'til they exhausted I'm cold blooded no feelings I used to have a limit but then I lost it I'm having fun a ton of ones I came into the club and I tossed it I called my baby momma told her quit her job Lil tunechi your favorite rapper tell her get a job It's a new ni**a all I wear is tru ni**a It's lonely at the top but I got a great view ni**a You know how I do ni**a Louis on my shoe ni**a Walk around the club Ha chu ni**a College park soilder killed 'em with the cold aura All these chains on I give your hoe the cold shoulder All my verses sick with no cold sores All these snakes around me I got lawnmowers Cus I chop your hoe down ni**a tom sawyer And my watch the same size as a camcorder Damn I got no roof and no ceilings I used to have a top but then I lost it 50k no chilling I make these b*tches dance 'til they exhausted I'm cold blooded no feelings I used to have a limit but then I lost it I'm having fun a ton of ones I came into the club and I tossed it