So Icey (Just Re’d Up) Gucci Mane (Ft. DG Yola & OJ da Juiceman)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
So Icey just re'd up, about to beat the block down
Got so many pounds that it slam to the ground
Them trap chickens going for the 21 now
That's why my trap got a whole lot of pistols laying around
That's why every time I greet my door I greet it with a frown
If a nigga try to reach I'mma shoot him in the mouth
Why I muggin', why I'm muggin'
Why I thuggin', why I'm thuggin'
Why I muggin', why I'm muggin'
Why I thuggin', why I'm thuggin'

[Verse 1: OJ Da Juiceman]
425 for a brick in my hood
Trappin' out near a thousand pounds out the hood
Young Juiceman cuzz I'm posted on the Crest
50 bricks in, 10 mil jugs at best
Alligator dark meat, swordfish white meat
Benihana, Pappadeaux, Juice riding Shaq feet
Now-and-Later chain
Starburst ring
Neiman Marcus shopping, spent a rack on a brain
Breitling watch same color as the dope game
Bought a '72 donk, had to skeet it octane
Sun Valley shawty, I push them white things
'07 Crossfire, doors chicken wing