[Intro – gucci]
(Ayy, Wop!)
Brrr! (Huh?)
East Atlanta, stand up! (1017)
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! (Let’s go!)
[Chorus- Gucci]
I got ice on me, no freezer (Bling)
Big bankroll, no Visa (Cash)
Trap still boomin’, no beeper (Nah)
She wanna ride, two-seater (Skrrt)
Hundred-round drum, no speaker (Brrr)
Wrist on froze, I’m a leader (Ice)
All this cash, no preacher (Huh?)
I been rich, no teacher (Let’s go!)
[Verse 1 Gucci ]
Whip that foreign like a NASCAR (Skrrt)
Hunnid on the dash, no radar (Woo!)
Got a bad chick, no makeup (Huh?)
Still pull a hater’s card, no poker (Ha!)
Bands in my pocket like a brick (Brick)
I was 16 with a stick (Stick)
Diamonds dancin’ on my wrist (Wrist)
Boy, you broke? That’s tragic (Damn!)
Dope boy turned to a mogul (Yeah)
Ain’t signed no deal, still global (Nah)
Whole squad eat, no local (Woo!)
Ice on my neck lookin’ frozen (Bling)
Came from the trap, no fakin’ (Nah)
M’s in the vault, no break-in (Racks)
Gucci Mane still money-makin’ (Huh?)
Big dog, I ain’t got no patience (Let’s go!)
[Chorus – Repeat with More Energy]
I got ice on me, no freezer (Bling)
Big bankroll, no Visa (Cash)
Trap still boomin’, no beeper (Nah)
She wanna ride, two-seater (Skrrt)
Hundred-round drum, no speaker (Brrr)
Wrist on froze, I’m a leader (Ice)
All this cash, no preacher (Huh?)
I been rich, no teacher (Let’s go!)
[Verse 2]
Trap house jump like Jordan (Woo!)
Made a hundred bands this mornin’ (Racks)
Plug hit my line, I’m scorin’ (Brrr)
You still broke? That’s borin’ (Ha!)
New AP cost a whole ticket (Damn!)
Still make plays like Pippen (Woo!)
Still got racks, still winnin’ (Yeah)
Came a long way from the trenches (Brrr!)
Big chain, big watch, big rings (Bling)
Big Glock, don’t talk, let it sing (Bow!)
Too rich, don’t care what you think (Huh?)
Run up a bag, then hit the bank (Racks!)
[Chorus – Final, High Energy]
I got ice on me, no freezer (Bling)
Big bankroll, no Visa (Cash)
Trap still boomin’, no beeper (Nah)
She wanna ride, two-seater (Skrrt)
Hundred-round drum, no speaker (Brrr)
Wrist on froze, I’m a leader (Ice)
All this cash, no preacher (Huh?)
I been rich, no teacher (Let’s go!)
[Outro – Ad-Libs & Flexin’]
Brrr! Ha!
1017 forever, you dig?
Still icy, still rich, still Gucci!
Let’s go!