A igloo full of snow and a white stove House full of naked hoes snortin' blow It's It's so lonely at the top, plus its real cold A house full of hoes and they cookin' blow I'm in Zone 6 a.k.a. the North Pole Middle of the winter I pull up in a vert It's It's the

You can't tell me I ain't fly (you can't tell me I ain't fly) I know I'm super fly (I know it) I know I'm super fly (I know), I know I'm super fly (I know) Now watch me fly, fly You can't tell me I ain't fly Fly, fly, fly It's It's Gucci (it's Gucci) Huh? Fly

Two pints of lean'll have me slurring on my words Undertaker car, triple black drop bird Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp It's It's a white girl in town: name is "cocaine" It's some dirty birds in town: Gucci Mane and Waka Flame We flying, we

Hope it's it's no hard feelings (No hard feelings, hard feelings, hard feelings) I broke so many hearts Hope it's it's no hard feelings Southside on the track, yeah Evil Genius Gucci season Brrr! Brrr! Haha Guwop, wizop

Dream, it's a young nigga dream, yeah Nigga act so tough it's it's startin' scene In blue flame, yeah the trap god throwing green rain Nice guy, mean chain, pull up in a cream Range Orange seats, orange feet, what do all that orange mean? Big Guwop home I

My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh Unless you is my mama, yeah When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah I never say, "I love you" to these women, no They saying I'm a problem yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot

Iced out chain (yeah) Iced out ring (yeah) Yeah she love my diamonds That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit) Foreign bitch with me (huh?) She do anything White diamonds on my wrist Bitch it's it's Gucci Gang (yeah) Ooh, Lil Pump, yuh

But I was the one servin' all the J's I fathered the style, gave you all the wave But I didn't get nothin' for Father's Day I was the one cookin' all the yay I was the one cookin' all the yay (it's Gucci) I fathered the style, gave you all the wave (day)

I had to cut lil' mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like his bag gone I was gone for a minute, now it's it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black on I'm self made and independent, yup we black on

I'm a beat it up He can lay you down But I'm a beat it up It's It's 4 in the mornin' She callin' my phone She wanna be grown We gone get it on She said that she lonely Cause hes never around