Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song ICE, artist - Gucci Mane. Album song Delusions of Grandeur, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Guwop Enterprises
Song language: English
ICE |
It’s Gucci |
Huh |
It’s DropTop, go |
Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending (Huh?) |
FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what I’m spending (Damn) |
Take a couple seats 'cause this a couple tickets (Facts) |
I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted |
They say I’m filthy rich, I told the judge, 'Yeah, I’m guilty' |
Fuck my baby mama, I can’t let no bitch extort me (No) |
All this ice I’m rocking, pray to God they don’t deport me (ICE) |
Five with the fuck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune |
Copped the Z06 and then I set it on some Forgis |
Lam' truck came from Italy, my manager got it imported (On God) |
We done set the city on fire the whole world call us arsons (Damn) |
Paint the Rolls Royce truck all blue, me and Baby ridin' down Slauson |
Last year I signed for six M’s, bitch, can’t tell me nothin' (Nope) |
My new bitch look like K, Kim, ass fat with no stomach (Yeah) |
Go all out 'bout that cash, yeah, chop his finger like Sunny |
So all my foreigns go fast, yeah, drive the Urus like Sunny |
My wrist cost a hundred, yeah, my life so iconic |
Used to rock Armani, now it’s Michael Amiri on Sundays (Yeah) |
I fuck her and keep her cummin', got that pussy wet, drippin', runnin' |
Spend a whole bag in London, I done really got used to this money (Go) |
Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending (Huh?) |
FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what I’m spending (Damn) |
Take a couple seats 'cause this a couple tickets (Facts) |
I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted |
They say I’m filthy rich, I told the judge, 'Yeah, I’m guilty' |
Fuck my baby mama, I can’t let no bitch extort me (No) |
All this ice I’m rocking, pray to God they don’t deport me (ICE) |
Five with the fuck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune |
I come from the trenches, now I’m ridin' in a foreign |
Baby mama textin' paragraphs, I ignore it |
And I ran a M up off a freestyle with no chorus |
The drip shit, I pour it, that Hellcat, I floor it (Skrrt) |
They was hatin' on me, hit the dealership and crushed 'em |
Bankroll too big, got me held up in customs |
Money is the answer every time she ask questions |
I got superpowers 'cross the globe, I can touch 'em |
That’s your girlfriend? |
I am sorry, we’ve been fucking |
Cullinan truck, come through like a bucket |
I keep that FN, I go for nothing |
If he out of line, get him dropped, end discussion (Go) |
Niggas say no cap, but they be pretending (Huh?) |
FaceTiming my jeweler, ask him what I’m spending (Damn) |
Take a couple seats 'cause this a couple tickets (Facts) |
I never lie to kick it, murderer but not convicted |
They say I’m filthy rich, I told the judge, 'Yeah, I’m guilty' |
Fuck my baby mama, I can’t let no bitch extort me (No) |
All this ice I’m rocking, pray to God they don’t deport me (ICE) |
Five with the fuck you, Zone 6 nigga worth a fortune (Wop) |