Lyrics:
(My mind)
I'm at the chicken house right now
I'm peekin' out the blinds
To cop from us is like a
Golden ticket you gotta find
And every nigga that you
thinkin' I've become complacent
I'm just lookin' at the game feelin' nauseated
Lotta' rappers goin' pop like a condom breakin'
Sick of concentratin' on my
tip her and send her home like a Backpage
I been playin' with this ice look like Ice Age
I just got me a rose gold chain, it remind me of Moet
Got
outta ten
Everythin' ten outta ten, yea
I'm surrounded by these bad bitches like I'm Hugh Hefner
When I look at my roster a nigga really need a new
bluffing that boy he a muffin
He speaking too much so he look like a cuffin
I don't be talking i'm doing my step
Cus none of my brothers like talking to feds
on the couch and she in Az
Man I got money and bitches look ion need fame
Just bust a play and gimmie love and hapiness
Im on Ice but i gas like a Db
Got stop
Coupe (Bentley Coupe)
And I'm gettin' head like shampoo (shampoo)
Cop some ice, you can brag too (ayy)
My cash do the same thing the grass do (grass
Some say the lean makes the drinks seem spectacular
Wockesha ain't no Actavis but she can act like her
Shiverin', I'm leanin', pivotin'
Chill, relax,
broke because of me
Never punctual im tardy
Miami Waters
Jetksis and Ice
Trap out the bando
I be sliding with my slime
On ocean drive
Look at my life
American girl, I salute you
From Massachusetts to Albuquerque
Back to the Mid West, as sweet as the dessert be
I see you out there dancing
Looks like
the Duffle Bag Boy number 3 after Tunechi and 2 Chainz
Honda's in the Kors, Quarters in the Saint Laurent
Millions in the Louis Vuittons
Looks like I'm goin'
the diddy homie
Blow the loud got me like I'm levitating
I put my head up feeling like I'm levitating
You know I ain't scared of satan
Nah
Oh yeah
Hey ice I
out
I write rhymes like, white lines on a nose tray
Ice cold Ice Cube flow like O'Shea
Ridin shotgun with Chris Martin my DJ
Not the white boy, but I'm
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look
My money cyclical, nigga
You step up against me, I'm gonna get physical with'cha
And you know the scars will
and then dumped it
I'm not like Robin Hood, cause I want more
Steal from the rich, hang with the poor
My pockets are fat, you see, it don't matter to me
a favor
She tryna call me, now I'm her savior
And I like too much different flavors
I was skating ' on ice, nigga, I feel like the sabers
Had to get rid
and she shakin like she workin
Look - mami movin right, man I'm likin how she twerkin
Man she do it all night, like she ride with a purpose
And like
them
Never lonely
From the south to the north they Gone rack about us
They really move bodies like Shoppers
I copped Giuseppe and Louis and Gucci
My Ice
What's up, Boat?
Ayy, ayy
(ShittyBoyz)
Track two's got me euro-steppin' like I'm ball playin'
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave
styles with the swag
You know I'm trendsetting
Chain so heavy feels like I'm bench pressing
Louis Vuitton suit and Louboutin spiky shoes
I dunno about you
on vibin'
Yeah I'm gettin' to the money
Hell no I don't waste time
The same time, grab your girlfriend by the waistline
It's game time
No iPhone, no FaceTime
I’m passing
Music just blasting
Don’t gotta put on no fashion
Car pulling hoes like a baddie
I’m at the light look to my left and my right
These bitches
breakin necks
Like I'm savage
Baby I fellate the green
Like it's cabbage
Is you mad bitch?
'Cause I'm a bad bitch?
I'm gettin mad rich
While you sad btich
how often you don't look like a goon (for real)
You're so goofy you remind me of a fucking cartoon (reminds me of the Looney Tunes)
I met you in second
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