Iced up (feat. Purple Bandana) - Goth GloPJ

Burn one, burn one I pull up to the club, valet park my coupe I'm lookin' on the ground 'cause I lost my damn roof I can sit real high but I'm squatin' real low (Whoa) In a '07 Lambo, same color smoke (Whoa) Yo girl in my ride, can ya drive a stick? (Yeah) 10 grand in my pocket like I sold a half a brick Red monkeys on my ass, Gucci's on my face Prada's on my feet, on my wrist I got that Jac Don't ya like my chain? Don't ya like my grill? Ain't I fresh? Ain't I fly? Baby girl, just keep it real Wit' my paint like snot wit' the green booger guts I blow my nose wit' hunneds; I don't give a flyin' fuck Walked through the club, showed love to the DJ Left, went home, and made it rain on the freeway (Dayum!) Gucci Mane Laflare AKA Zone 6 Shawty Hunned pack of pills turned the club into a block party I'ma roll me a blunt, pour me a cup Pull up to the club lift both doors up Gucci so iced up, Gucci so iced up I'ma roll me a blunt, pour me a cup Pull up to the club lift both doors up Suga Suga, so iced up. Suga Suga, so iced up Everything's new, fresh out of the wrapper Pull fresh out off of the lot wit' them thangs in a wrapper Hold on, push button doors go up at the same time Kush burnin', now I'm flushin' know its game time I'm ridin' down Campbellton wit' both doors up Persae in the changer wit' the dro rolled up Spent 10 thousand in a day that's off a blunt in a row 200 thousand in a safe I'm 'bout to stunt on a hoe She like, "Don't leave me!" bitch, you better get you a passport Believe me, hoe we carry straps like the task force It's easy, practice like you takin' a crash course You down to your final hour you're makin' your last choice I pull up at the club smokin' on a kush pack I walk off in the front and get the whole line pushed back Give ya boy a chance get your whole life fucked up Do it with no hands now I'm so fuckin' iced up I'ma roll me a blunt, pour me a cup Pull up to the club lift both doors up Gucci so iced up, Gucci so iced up I'ma roll me a blunt, pour me a cup Pull up to the club lift both doors up Suga Suga, so iced up. Suga Suga, so iced up Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Maserati's and 'Vettes On eight big coupes that ain't came out yet Gucci catch, Gucci pay, Gucci talk, Gucci Mane Run down P street, pistol draw, switchin' lanes In a five-star hotel right by Lenox Give 'em 500 dollars for 15 minutes Two iced out chains, in a brand-new Range Gave the valet a hunned, told him, "Keep the change" When I walk through the mall, hoes tote my bags Just take it to the counter, don't shake the tag (Dayum!) Quarter pound of bubble kush bought it to smoke Mix it with that purple threats call it the blurp Get head, sippin' Cris', rollin' blunts, understand Rub her down it's to embrace, do it with no hands Suga Suga, Gucci Mane in my drop top 'Vette And I'm drivin' with no hands I'ma roll me a blunt, pour me a cup Pull up to the club lift both doors up Gucci so iced up, Gucci so iced up I'ma roll me a blunt, pour me a cup Pull up to the club lift both doors up Suga Suga, so iced up. Suga Suga, so iced up