Stepped up my gang first Stepped up my chain next Took off that bullshit Bought me a Rolex DJ Tell Iced out my homeboys Iced out my main bitch Been ’bout this trap shit Ice in the grill the brightest New age, you know what I’m sayin’, that’s the thing, that’s what everyone’s doin’ You gotta have a whip, you gotta have a house Young, rich, black boy with talent Gucci Mane, brick man, God damnit Any beef come to me, I handle it Gucci hot and they can’t stand it Drop tops, all ice we got Hundred dollar rocks-