Gucci Mane - So Icey Pt. 2

Many screw up in this bitch dropping cash on it, cash on it

Watch so sick, my chain so sick that all my …

I fall soon in a big zippy day that all my cuffs got scratches on ‘em

Who's your bitch? She's super retched, keep that getting lock, waiting to break it

Hood nigga, I'm super classy, she can't pass no beauty pageant

But she got stupid ass and my gas against the package

Head it to that package stole, I had to drop off that extra baggage

45 oh, look at them racks, oh yeah my pass got …



Grew up in this bitch, pull a do-up in this bitch

And I'm bringing track round back in hip hop in this bitch

As I pushed up with my walling stuff I had to go get some blunt squeeze

Call me Gucci Mane, Gucci two times

But I only can fuck you once, bitch



All my niggas got money on ‘em

Couple these niggas got warrants on ‘em

All these niggas got pistols on ‘em

Your hoe got her eyes on ‘em

All these niggas got pending charges

All these niggas got suspended licenses

All my niggas got stupid goons

And all my niggas be super icy

Super, super duper icy



Walking, wanna change air like lightning

Yo, slip on looking at them

Caught you emotional, looking frightened

I just bought you 100 pounds

I'mma need me some Philly tigers

I think I should cop it right

‘Cause half of these niggas out here be biting
Gucci Mane cool and the boy go fool

But I swear to God, man, I don't like it

When I see the lid I'mma shoot ‘em all

Better bring your gun and leave your knife

Take my advice out

Nigga, make my day, don't see your night

Nigga, pray every day before you leave your house

Get killed in your boots ‘cause you like that light

Gucci Mane love them dirty nigga

All my niggas talk dirty pistols, in your chair in 30 minutes

Seeing them smoke 200 swishers

Get to the club like beating niggas, pushing against 200 pistols

Life full of product, got a pocket full of money

And that goddamn bitch gonna yank it quicker



Grew up in this bitch, pull a do-up in this bitch

And I'm bringing track round back in hip hop in this bitch

As I pushed up with my walling stuff I had to go get some blunt squeeze

Call me Gucci Mane, Gucci two times

But I only can fuck you once, bitch



All my niggas got money on ‘em

Couple these niggas got warrants on ‘em

All these niggas got pistols on ‘em

Your hoe got her eyes on ‘em

All these niggas got pending charges

All these niggas got suspended licenses

All my niggas got stupid goons

And all my niggas be super icy



Call me Gucci Mane, Gucci two times

But I only can fuck you once, bitch