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Ice
by FinessinHeavy
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He was skating in traffic and got put on ice
Damn
Drop Quagen in my cup and mix it with ice
Nah for real nigga
Let's go
He was skating in traffic and got put on ice
Drop Quagen in my cup and mix it with ice
I'm doggin' this bitch that I just met tonight
In the cut with my Africans eatin' that rice
He not a real gambler, he never shot dice
She shakin' that ass and she shaped like Ice Spice
If he speakin' on trip then he gon' pay that price
Let's go
He keep bangin' he rob we know that he cap
He keep bangin' its za but we know its cap
I used to be broke but I had to adapt
He gettin' mad at me cause I ran up my racks
I'm stumblin' off tris when I step out of saks
I'm tryin' to sell out shows across the map
She geekin' for pics and he geekin' for dap
Let's go
They blowin' my phone up, I'm like, what you want
He don't got no money, I'm like, what you want
He cappin' and flossin', that lil' nigga frontin
I ran that shit up, bitch, I used to have nun
I Cut on my car with a push of a button
That lil' bitch annoying she pushin' my buttons
They look n my cup and they bang it's disgusting
Let's go
He dissin' and hatin', I'm draggin' my nuts
Been carti my lenses I just might go buff
He got shot with that fifth, I don't know why he buff
Won't hang with that bitch cause she just wanna fuck
I'm chasin' these racks and she geeked to just fuck
He drag on the net and I do what I want
That's two types of niggas but one of them punks
Let's go
He was skatin' in traffic and got put on ice
Dropped Quagen in my cup and mix it with ice
I'm doggin' this bitch that I just met tonight
In the cut with my Africans, he eating that rice
He not a real gambler, he never shot dice
She Shakin that ass and she shaped like ice spice
If he speakin' on Trip then he gon' pay that price
Let's go
He keep bangin', he rob but we know that he cap
He keep bangin' it's za but we know it's cap
I used to be broke, but I had to adapt
He gettin' mad at me cause I ran up my racks
I'm stumblin' off trips when I step out of saks
I'm tryin' to sell out shows across the map
She geekin' for pics and he geekin' for daps
Let's go
He was skating in traffic and got put on ice
Damn
Drop Quagen in my cup and mix it with ice
Nah for real nigga
Let's go
He was skating in traffic and got put on ice
Drop Quagen in my cup and mix it with ice
I'm doggin' this bitch that I just met tonight
In the cut with my Africans eatin' that rice
He not a real gambler, he never shot dice
She shakin' that ass and she shaped like Ice Spice
If he speakin' on trip then he gon' pay that price
Let's go
He keep bangin' he rob we know that he cap
He keep bangin' its za but we know its cap
I used to be broke but I had to adapt
He gettin' mad at me cause I ran up my racks
I'm stumblin' off tris when I step out of saks
I'm tryin' to sell out shows across the map
She geekin' for pics and he geekin' for dap
Let's go
They blowin' my phone up, I'm like, what you want
He don't got no money, I'm like, what you want
He cappin' and flossin', that lil' nigga frontin
I ran that shit up, bitch, I used to have nun
I Cut on my car with a push of a button
That lil' bitch annoying she pushin' my buttons
They look n my cup and they bang it's disgusting
Let's go
He dissin' and hatin', I'm draggin' my nuts
Been carti my lenses I just might go buff
He got shot with that fifth, I don't know why he buff
Won't hang with that bitch cause she just wanna fuck
I'm chasin' these racks and she geeked to just fuck
He drag on the net and I do what I want
That's two types of niggas but one of them punks
Let's go
He was skatin' in traffic and got put on ice
Dropped Quagen in my cup and mix it with ice
I'm doggin' this bitch that I just met tonight
In the cut with my Africans, he eating that rice
He not a real gambler, he never shot dice
She Shakin that ass and she shaped like ice spice
If he speakin' on Trip then he gon' pay that price
Let's go
He keep bangin', he rob but we know that he cap
He keep bangin' it's za but we know it's cap
I used to be broke, but I had to adapt
He gettin' mad at me cause I ran up my racks
I'm stumblin' off trips when I step out of saks
I'm tryin' to sell out shows across the map
She geekin' for pics and he geekin' for daps
Let's go
