We've evolved from small to tall
And shall not stall, been flyin' too long
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, girl

I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And it tastes like lemonade
Scrunch your face when you see me paid
I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And the flavor is lemonade
Scrunch your face when you see me paid
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

I'm not listenin', I'm not interested (interested)
My attention only focused on what I get (what I get)
Diamond's glistenin', they call me Mr. Check
White ice lemonade, black ice, she thick
Got jewels, wealth, ambition, life's a bitch
So I treat her real good, like the hoes don't switch (like some hoes I'm with)
Mom like, "I ain't never seen a car like that"
And she probably won't see the next year, I guess
And they say I'm dead fresh and I say, "I guess"
Successful, healthy, I live no stress
So today is the day that the big boy shine
Drop tops everywhere, with no hair line (wow)
Got the titties out today showin' off tan lines
Bands bendin' in my pocket, no, it's not drumline
Me and Skateboard P in the club on time
No, not on time, but it just in time (it's Gucci)

We've evolved from small to tall
And shall not stall, been flyin' too long
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, girl

I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And it tastes like lemonade
Scrunch your face when you see me paid
I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And the flavor is lemonade
Scrunch your face when you see me paid (uh, yo)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Ayo, this one goes out to all of my critics
Don't you feel stupid? Look how I did it
Look how it came to pass when I said it
We can do debit, I don't need no credit
Yes, I'm epic, look how I rep it
It's been eight years, but I broke the record
Yup, the record, yup, the record, yup, the record (just for the record)
Uh, I'm all that I can be
And I'll admit, I'm appalled when you envy
'Cause you can do it too, and you can do it too
I just happen to be the girl that they threw it to
So I'ma bounce back, and I'ma ball out
And every time you see me I'ma go all out
And I'ma win 'til the endin'
Don't be mad when you see me transcending, Gucc'

We've evolved from small to tall
And shall not stall, been flyin' too long
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, girl

I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And it tastes like lemonade
Scrunch your face when you see me paid
I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And the flavor is lemonade (it's Gucci)
Scrunch your face when you see me paid (okay)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Brr)

I ball hard, I should be in Sports Illustrated (yeah)
Cool as a motherfucker in a Porsche lemonade
Pull up in a 'Rari in your hood, get intimidated
Mutilated Maserati, Lamborghini decapitated (damn)
Fed investigations on what I accumulated, insinuated
That I'm not the man that I say I am, like I give a damn (it's Gucci)
But I just ride around town pickin' up stacks (pickin' up stacks)
Some like Louis, some like Gucci
And I love money, yeah, I love solutions
And my teenage karat ring, baby girl jewelry (brr, brr)
And I ain't really hard to please, baby, come choose me (come choose me, come choose me)
I'm just ridin' 'round the town with the top chopped off
You can call it lost and found 'cause my top stay down (top stay down)
And I ain't seen a motherfucker since I bought this car (since I bought this car)
I ain't seen a motherfucker since I bought the car (it's Gucci)

We've evolved from small to tall
And shall not stall, been flyin' too long
Ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa, girl

I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And it tastes like lemonade
Scrunch your face when you see me paid
I be sippin' on haterade
That deep down get you paid
And the flavor is lemonade
Scrunch your face when you see me paid
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Go and lift your glass, go and lift your glass
Let's think about the future and forget the past
Everybody just lift ya glass, go and lift ya glass
If a nigga keep hatin', tell 'em kiss ya ass
Just lift ya glass, go and lift your glass
Let's think about the future and forget the past
Everybody just lift ya glass, go and lift ya glass
These niggas think they goin' hard, don't make me laugh, it's Gucci

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Pharrell L. Williams, Radric Delantic Davis