Gucci Mane - So Icey Pt. 2 Lyrics
Many screw up in this ***** dropping cash on it, cash on itWatch so sick, my chain so sick that all my …I fall soon in a big zippy day that all my cuffs got scratches on ‘emWho’s your *****? She’s super retched, keep that getting lock, waiting to break itHood nigga, I’m super classy, she can’t pass no beauty pageantBut she got stupid ass and my gas against the packageHead it to that package stole, I had to drop off that extra baggage45 oh, look at them racks, oh yeah my pass got …Grew up in this *****, pull a do-up in this *****And I’m bringing track round back in hip hop in this *****As I pushed up with my walling stuff I had to go get some blunt squeezeCall me Gucci Mane, Gucci two timesBut I only can ***** you once, *****All my niggas got money on ‘emCouple these niggas got warrants on ‘emAll these niggas got pistols on ‘emYour hoe got her eyes on ‘emAll these niggas got pending chargesAll these niggas got suspended licensesAll my niggas got stupid goonsAnd all my niggas be super icySuper, super duper icyWalking, wanna change air like lightningYo, slip on looking at themCaught you emotional, looking frightenedI just bought you 100 poundsI’mma need me some Philly tigersI think I should cop it right‘Cause half of these niggas out here be bitingGucci Mane cool and the boy go foolBut I swear to God, man, I don’t like itWhen I see the lid I’mma shoot ‘em allBetter bring your gun and leave your knifeTake my advice outNigga, make my day, don’t see your nightNigga, pray every day before you leave your houseGet killed in your boots ‘cause you like that lightGucci Mane love them dirty niggaAll my niggas talk dirty pistols, in your chair in 30 minutesSeeing them smoke 200 swishersGet to the club like beating niggas, pushing against 200 pistolsLife full of product, got a pocket full of moneyAnd that goddamn ***** gonna yank it quickerGrew up in this *****, pull a do-up in this *****And I’m bringing track round back in hip hop in this *****As I pushed up with my walling stuff I had to go get some blunt squeezeCall me Gucci Mane, Gucci two timesBut I only can ***** you once, *****All my niggas got money on ‘emCouple these niggas got warrants on ‘emAll these niggas got pistols on ‘emYour hoe got her eyes on ‘emAll these niggas got pending chargesAll these niggas got suspended licensesAll my niggas got stupid goonsAnd all my niggas be super icyCall me Gucci Mane, Gucci two timesBut I only can ***** you once, *****
