Album Name

Gucci Mane Presents: So Icy Summer

Artist

Gucci Mane

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.07.03

Release Agency

워너뮤직

1209 Squeeze Hah
30 you a motherfuckin'
fool nigga
Yah yah yah yah
I had to laugh Go
it kept me from cryin' Go
Said it was all good
but I was lyin' Lyin'
Stood on my ten and
I did my time My ten
I done seen all these niggas
switch sides Yeah
I know what's up
with these guys
What's up with these guys
They hate in disguise
dick ridin's at an all-time
high Ridin'
Just by the watches I buy
and the jets that I fly Brr
Like I'm up
like I'm stuck in the sky Woo
I came up robbin' starvin'
Sun Valley 'partments
Copped the MARTA
with some pennies Yeah
Handled my business
I swear that I hustled relentless
Bipolar from
all of the killings Blam
Dope I was whippin'
Ma tried to whip me Skrrt
She gave me a fifty
for Christmas Mama
I flipped it Huh
Still can't forget it
wearin' my brother's clothes
I couldn't fit in My bro
We still got evicted Damn
Car was so raggedy
it was embarrassin'
It was impairin'
I'm blamin' my parents
Rode on Macleans
before the McLaren Macleans
I had them starin' all down
Maynard Terrace Skrrt skrrt
Did it myself
ain't no blemish on my rep
Did it myself
You can come see
for yourself Pow
Watch where you step
mumblin' under your breath
I'll hold a grudge 'til the death
Come by myself
I don't need nobody
help Nobody help
I'll blaze you up like I'm chef
I don't need nobody help
Shoot 'til it emp'
Bow-bow-bow-bow
I shoot a hundred like Wilt
You keep a 30 like Steph
You better dip
mask on my face like I'm Rip
Cash cover me like a quilt Rippy
I come equipped
blue tips inside of my clip
You'd think my gun
was a Crip Flippa
Drive-by walk by
bicycle motorcycle
Killers pullin' up in all kinds Bow
Fourteen fifteen
twelve-years-old
Young nigga slangin' iron
at nine Well damn
Young nigga stackin' it proud
trappin' it loud
He threw a stack in the crowd
I say they jackin' my style
crackin' a smile Hahaha
But I ain't sold crack
in a while Skrrt skrrt
I got a biblical past Huh
digital dash
Scale with a digital dial Skippy
Really put dope in the vial Really
hid work in the towel
I put that shit on the Bible
Servin' my cous' outta town Go tree
They said I was devilish
'cause I wouldn't
go to revival Tree
Gucci Mane talk of the town
Now Tree when I touch down
I'm sellin' a brick on arrival Sorry
I had to laugh Go
it kept me from cryin' Go
Said it was all good
but I was lyin' Lyin'
Stood on my ten
and I did my time Ten
I done seen all these niggas
switch sides Yeah
I know what's up
with these guys
What's up with these guys
They hate in disguise
dick ridin's at an all-time high Ridin'
Just by the watches I buy
and the jets that I fly Brr
Like I'm up
like I'm stuck in the sky Woo
I came up robbin' starvin'
Sun Valley 'partments
Copped the MARTA
with some pennies Yeah
Handled my business
I swear that I hustled relentless
Bipolar from all of the killings Great
Dope I was whippin'
Ma tried to whip me Mama
She gave me a fifty for Christmas
I flipped it Huh
Still can't forget it
wearin' my brother's clothes
I couldn't fit in My bro
We still got evicted Damn
Remember them days Days
I was stuck in the creek Creek
I had somewhere to sleep
but I didn't have a bed No
I didn't have me a bed
Jumped off the porch
I wasn't going for shit Not shit
Had to tackle the block
just to get me some bread
Trappin' was keepin' us fed
I was the man of the house
had to figure shit out
Every time Pops went
to the feds
Every time he went to the feds
Had a deuce-five with no clip
I was bustin' that bitch
I was constantly puttin'
one in the head
Constantly puttin'
one in the head
Now we got choppas
with lasers and beams
We 375 Brrt
1017 Brrt brrt brrt
Wop came and got me
this shit ain't no dream
Big Shiesty and Gucci
like Shaq and Kareem
Gucci like Shaq and Kareem
I got up and took it
couldn't wait
on a blessing Come here
Shakin' them dice
tryna roll me a seven
They threw the police
on me at eleven
I been causin' hell
quick to send you to heaven
Quick to go send you
to heaven brrt
Can't wait 'til Wop
point you out
'cause I'm ready Go
Might rob a rapper right
after a session Let's go
Give me them keys and that
watch and that necklace Brrt
I need them Cuban links
and them baguettes
Ain't no more postin'
on IG and flexin' Nope
I'm the one rappin'
but steady be steppin'
Know I'm the one that be steppin'
I'm comin' late in your dream
like I'm Freddy Like huh
How you gon' run
from a automatic weapon
How you gon' run from a brrt
I had to laugh
it kept me from cryin' Lyin'
Said it was all good
but I was lyin' Ten
Stood on my ten and
I did my time Yeah
I done seen all these
niggas switch sides
I know what's up
with these guys
They hate in disguise
dick ridin's at an all-time high Brr
Just by the watches
I buy and the jets that I fly Woo
Like I'm up
like I'm stuck in the sky
I came up robbin' starvin'
Sun Valley 'partments Yeah
Copped the MARTA
with some pennies
Handled my business
I swear that I hustled
relentless Great
Bipolar from all of the killings Skrrt
Dope I was whippin' Ma
Ma tried to whip me Huh
She gave me a fifty for Christmas
I flipped it
Still can't forget it My bro
wearin' my brother's clothes
I couldn't fit in
We still got evicted It's Gucci
True stories
Facts
It's Kingpin
Richer than all my enemies
Fuck 'em
2020
Everybody cross me
dead or broke