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So icy boyz: the finale

2022

01. I'm havin
02. Devils in my section
03. Hell and back
04. 50 floors up
05. Hot winter freestyle
06. Too many
07. Hitting
08. Spin
09. Dawg
10. Fuk wit zay
11. J and g
12. First day in the a
13. Ugggh
14. Look like money
15. Shit crazy (remix)
16. Letter to takeoff
17. Tight rope
18. Act up by mac critter (ft. lil double 0)
19. Still in a warzone
20. 1 of 1
21. Met gala (remix)
22. Burst
23. Shit crazy
24. Met gala
25. Dissin the dead
26. Gucci flow
27. All dz chainz
28. Red flag
29. First time in vegas
30. Turnt shit
31. Renegade
32. Issa photoshoot
33. Break out dat cake
34. Havin fun
35. Changes
36. Go in
37. Understanding
38. Chief
39. Master p
40. Don't play dat
41. Gelati
42. Try being me
43. B.A.N.
44. God forgives, i don't
45. Kater to me
46. Anotha 1
47. Poppin
48. Sno cone
49. Trap life
50. Trapmania
51. Rolling loud
52. Whole lotta ice
53. From da south
54. Trap god
55. Free smoke
56. Mo money
57. Free foo
58. So icy
59. On god
60. My lil dance
61. Slide
62. Freestyle
63. Neva trust a soul
64. Came from the bottom
65. Rich criminals
66. What u gon do
67. Vert
68. Woah
69. Dead in miami
70. Clark street baby
71. Soldier
72. Track & field
73. So icy fizzle
74. Before the deal
75. Tony montana
76. Squad shit
77. Tunnel vision
78. Zorilla
79. How
80. Big chant

Gucci flow

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Finesse, too hard

A million dollars don't excite me (At all)
Model bitches can't entice me (At all)
Still a street nigga, white jumpsuit, black Glock, dirty white Nikes
Still'll put them things in a rental (Finesse 'em)
Crack his head down the middle (I got 'em)
And I'm certified everywhere I go (Go)
I don't need a vouch, I'm official (I'm him)
They wanna stop me, like Jeffrey Simmons (Jeffrey Simmons)
I'm from Memphis, I grew up and walked to Simmons (Eastside)
If you ain't from the block, you the opposition (Opposition)
If you weren't sellin' dope, you was killin' and pimpin' (Pimp)
Robbin' and stealin' (Rob), whatever to get it, just get it (Just get it)
Anything that's on me, it's in me (In me)
I speak the truth, I'm the realest
I ain't just dedicated, I'm committed (Committed)
Pull up, white polo-tee, Palm Angels sweat, VVS baguettes, they know I was next
Locked down, twenty-three hours, one hour wrecked, look at me now
Everythin' together (Everythin'), if I changed, I changed for the better
Everybody won't shine with me, but we ain't stayin' in the rain together
Can't hang together (Go)

Gucci finessin', these niggas regressin'
Call me a clone, but I call it progressin' (Well, damn)
I went to jail and it taught me a lesson
I took a bird and turned into a blessin'
One got a fetish for chasin' the lettuce
She droppin' this, made her get some baguettes (Ho')
Niggas pathetic, diss me and regret it
I took the cash and let them take the credit (Wow)
Life is hectic, keep it kosher steady, don't need no medic (Woo)
Lost in Vegas, I ain't sweated, picked up a bag and I ain't bet it (No)
My niggas rich with millions, but we fell in it
Niggas did the killings, but they tellin' (Pussy)
Every time I hit the county, I was sellin'
Brought the front to pack, I was seven (True)
Matter of fact, I was into .7s
Jay showin' love, call me Kevin
Forgive me, Lord, I really need a reverend (Huh)
Play with 'Wop, you're on your way to heaven (God)
Gucci pulled up in a 911 (Skrrt)
Raisin' terror, like it's 9/11 (Mmm)
Took a nigga, whack him without a weapon (Wow)
He screamin' "Help", but knowin' they can't help him (It's Gucci)

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(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Finesse, too hard

A million dollars don't excite me (At all)
Model bitches can't entice me (At all)
Still a street nigga, white jumpsuit, black Glock, dirty white Nikes
Still'll put them things in a rental (Finesse 'em)
Crack his head down the middle (I got 'em)
And I'm certified everywhere I go (Go)
I don't need a vouch, I'm official (I'm him)
They wanna stop me, like Jeffrey Simmons (Jeffrey Simmons)
I'm from Memphis, I grew up and walked to Simmons (Eastside)
If you ain't from the block, you the opposition (Opposition)
If you weren't sellin' dope, you was killin' and pimpin' (Pimp)
Robbin' and stealin' (Rob), whatever to get it, just get it (Just get it)
Anything that's on me, it's in me (In me)
I speak the truth, I'm the realest
I ain't just dedicated, I'm committed (Committed)
Pull up, white polo-tee, Palm Angels sweat, VVS baguettes, they know I was next
Locked down, twenty-three hours, one hour wrecked, look at me now
Everythin' together (Everythin'), if I changed, I changed for the better
Everybody won't shine with me, but we ain't stayin' in the rain together
Can't hang together (Go)

Gucci finessin', these niggas regressin'
Call me a clone, but I call it progressin' (Well, damn)
I went to jail and it taught me a lesson
I took a bird and turned into a blessin'
One got a fetish for chasin' the lettuce
She droppin' this, made her get some baguettes (Ho')
Niggas pathetic, diss me and regret it
I took the cash and let them take the credit (Wow)
Life is hectic, keep it kosher steady, don't need no medic (Woo)
Lost in Vegas, I ain't sweated, picked up a bag and I ain't bet it (No)
My niggas rich with millions, but we fell in it
Niggas did the killings, but they tellin' (Pussy)
Every time I hit the county, I was sellin'
Brought the front to pack, I was seven (True)
Matter of fact, I was into .7s
Jay showin' love, call me Kevin
Forgive me, Lord, I really need a reverend (Huh)
Play with 'Wop, you're on your way to heaven (God)
Gucci pulled up in a 911 (Skrrt)
Raisin' terror, like it's 9/11 (Mmm)
Took a nigga, whack him without a weapon (Wow)
He screamin' "Help", but knowin' they can't help him (It's Gucci)