Icy

Rolling up a blunt
Bitch im always loud
Money in my pocket
Yea you just might drown
Bitch i been the wave
You just surfed around
30 on my neck
40 for the smile

Icing on my neck yea
On my wrist yea

Icing on my neck
Dripping like its wet
Ya bitch gave me neck
Just to cash a check
She want that new Versace dress
Just to take it off
She wanna fuck wit a real boss
While she counting up that guap
Told her nigga he don't want no smoke
Got a bunch of goons in the back wit poles
Running up quick put ya ass on froze
Eatin up that pussy like a edible
Watching the money just rain & fall
Collecting my dues like you late for the fall
Don't want no excuses just pay me my coins
These bitches keep calling, i ain't picking up

Rolling up a blunt
Bitch im always loud
Money in my pocket
Yea you just might drown
Bitch i been the wave
You just surfed around
30 on my neck
40 for the smile

Icing on my neck yea
On my wrist yea



Credits
Writer(s): Najee Thomas
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