Iced Up

[Intro]

TM! Sizzle!

Evil Genius!

Wop!

Bling! Blow!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Iced up, bezzeled up

We're sick as fuck, what the fuck

Top down, windows up

Pistol tucked, what the fuck

Bentley truck, Lamb truck

Rolls truck, what the fuck

Pulled up, froze up

Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

I made a F in science, I through a brick at Onyx

I was born in 1980, first year of Raeganonix

Nobody gave me nothing, my family full of junkies

They call me Trap God but I missed every sunday

I'm not illiterate, not even a little bit

I'm not no role model, I sold so many bricks

I made my city lit, that's what I really did

My ego really big, you niggas really kids

I bought a Mulsanne, was for my boo thang

That Coupe got two wings, Gucci I'm Bruce Wayne

If I'm lying there, then I'm flying there

You ngigas lying man, go get the frying pan

Skrrt!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Iced up, bezzeled up

We're sick as fuck, what the fuck

Top down, windows up

Pistol tucked, what the fuck

Bentley truck, Lamb truck

Rolls truck, what the fuck

Pulled up, froze up

Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

Chains up, charms up

I never tuck, ain't letting up

Boss up, what the fuck

Baby I'm a baller, don't get crossed up (That's hard)

Pulling up in that what the fuck

Number one, ain't no running up

Your baby mama wanting some

I fuck her then I'm done with her (Damn)

My cars come from everywhere

I throw it out, I don't never care (No)

That weed smoke in the air

My moms know that I'm a player

Look at my chain, now she wanna call me by my name

Living life gang, impressed 'cause I got my own strain

Left my main, now I wanna get a new thing

Ain't shit changed still spend a hundred on a chain

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Iced up, bezzeled up

We're sick as fuck, what the fuck

Top down, windows up

Pistol tucked, what the fuck

Bentley truck, Lamb truck

Rolls truck, what the fuck

Pulled up, froze up

Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck

[Verse 3: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]

Pablo Juan sub zero, I finish 'em

All of my bitches they geeking on Timbaland

Ooh, take me a trip out to Switzerland

Water on me, no cap like a fisherman

Zone 6, nigga, we getting it

I like them Euros and Benjamins

My bitch she get wet, I be swimming in it

I got them pesos and euros, ain't switching it

I pull up in the what the fuck

Pistol in the club, I got it tucked

Skating on ice with the stick no puck

Shorty ride the dick just like a truck

I drink that lean til I'm stuck

Fell by my hand, I need a glove

Diamond all white just like a dove

Got married to the money, I fell in love

Young nigga clean, that's a suds

Ooh, pinky ring caught me a dub

Stackin' that money but this nigga was

Fur on my Gucci, bitch, these ain't no Uggs

Diamonds in my chain big as a [?]

25 thousand [?] just because

When I walk out the house I leave got a dub

She wanna lick me I'm dripping like fudge

I need Girbaud, my pockets too [?]

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]

Iced up, bezzeled up

We're sick as fuck, what the fuck

Top down, windows up

Pistol tucked, what the fuck

Bentley truck, Lamb truck

Rolls truck, what the fuck

Pulled up, froze up

Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck