Icy (Logic feat. Gucci Mane)

Made famous by : Logic feat. Gucci Mane

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[Intro: Logic]
I’m icy, I’m clean
I’m icy

[Chorus: Logic]
I’m icy (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m clean (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m a bad mother**ker (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m mean (I’m icy)
I’m icy (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m clean (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m a bad mother**ker (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m mean (I’m icy, I’m clean)

[Verse 1: Logic]
I had a plot as a kid to get rich
Hah, listen, lil’ b**ch
Got the game in my hand like a Switch
It’s just me and my clique
Rap and get money, rap and get money
Said rap and get money, mother**ker
Ain’t this s**t funny?
Don’t do it for money, don’t do it for money
But if it come down to the money
I got a lot
I got a lot, like a lot
More than I need
I got children to feed, I got places to be
I got b**ches to f**k, let me see your ID
Nah, I’m just playin’, I’m playin’
You know that I’m playin’, don’t know what I’m sayin’, no
Know that we chillin’, we vibin’
We smokin’ and drinkin’, we gettin’ this money though
Follow me, follow me, follow me
All the way, all the way into my paradise
I’m so cold, I think I’m made of ice

[Chorus: Logic & Gucci Mane]
I’m icy (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m clean (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m a bad mother**ker (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m mean (I’m icy)
I’m icy (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m clean (I’m icy, I’m clean, it’s Gucci)
I’m a bad mother**ker (I’m icy, I’m clean)
I’m mean (I’m icy, I’m clean)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I’m a human glacier, wrist full of frozen water (Well, damn)
Comin’ live from the hood like a news reporter (6)
Bling bling, Mr. S-O-I-C-Y (Y)
All the h**s jockin’ Gucci Mane and I see why (Woah)
I stay fresh and clean clean like André 3-thou’ (Thou’)
I was a big boy since a kid, now the world found out (Huh?)
Mom named me Radric ’cause I’m radical (Yeah)
Teamed up with Logic, he threw me a lateral (Dope)
Big gold solitaires, that’s collateral (Bling)
She a Wop stan, she so fanatical (Mwah)
Fall out when they see me, they dramatical
She ain’t icy enough, we’re not compatible

[Verse 3: Logic]
I’m icy, I’m icy, I’m so cold, I’m chilly
You know I got the C-notes like I’m Eilish, I’m Billie
That boy Logic flow so cold, loco, crazy, silly
You ever gon’ stop rappin’?
I’m thinkin’ no, no, not really, ayy
I be quick to put an ugly b**ch in her place
‘Cause a beautiful woman is something to see
And she’s not defined by her face
Can’t f**k with no girl that be all on the ‘Gram
Tryna post while I’m eatin’ spaghetti
Damn, girl, can’t you be normal?
I’m famous as f**k, yeah, we get it already
But who give a s**t about that
I am a good man, how ’bout that?
No way in hell I’m defined by the stat
Smokin’ that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that
If you wanna come and get it with the RattPack
Like ayy, I’ma be here forever and a day
I be at the Grammy party with Jay and Bey
Oh s**t, yeah, that’s me
Sellin’ out NYC
That s**t I can’t believe