Im the Shit (So Icey Boy 2. 2015)

Текст песни Gucci Mane and Supastar J Kwik - Im the Shit (So Icey Boy 2. 2015)

Call me the shit, call me the shit
Call me the shit
Superstar damn

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

Gucci Mane you think I'm hustler
Prolly cuz I got dat phantom huh
Gucci Mane you think I'm hustler
Prolly cuz I got dat phantom huh (Hood rigid)
Gucci Mane you think I'm hustler
Prolly cuz I got dat phantom huh
I'll ride your ass through East Atlanta skate (East Atlanta zone)
I'll make your girlfriend start to hate

Now I can't make you any promises
But I might buy a couple outfits
Make you look like you supposed to look
Gucci shoes, matching pocketbooks

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn
(Yeah, yeah)

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

Gucci Mane you think I'm handsome huh
Prolly cuz I got dat phantom huh
I'll ride your ass through east Atlanta skate
I'll make your girlfriend start to hate
Now I can't make you any promises
But I might buy a couple outfits
Make you look like you supposed to look
Gucci shoes, matching pocketbooks

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn (Superstar)
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

I'll make you envied by another chick
Make you wanna fight another bitch
Make you wanna suck a nigga dick
Make you wanna eat another bitch

Now I'm gon' take you out to eat and shit
My home is lavish you should see the shit
Now don't be acting all conceited, trick
You fuck with me, I'll make you famous bitch

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn, look at my fit, damn

I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
I'm the shit bitch, I'm the shit bitch
Look at my neck, damn, look at my wrist, damn
Look at my bitch, damn (Superstar), look at my fit, damn

Superstar Jim Quick so Icey entertainment
The shit of arrogance
Conceited dedicated image and full of hubris
So call me King Leonidas the Great
From Lake Black Row to Drodger Row in East Atlanta zone six
We spreading this hit from the streets like the plague cause we are the red