Ice Box

What... What... Hey... Hu... what... heyy

So shiny
So icy
Look at my chains they be looking so shiny
Look at my watch it be looking so icy
Look at my brand it be looking like Gucci
Look at my face I be going fuugazy

I be flexing on you bitches
Don't be Fallin in these ditches
I can't save you I'm too flurry
You can't see me it's too blurry
Come and drive it its a foreign
I got bitches I adore them
What
My ice be dropping them panties
Hold on them like candy
We smoking this stanky
Call me ol Stanly
Bought me a Bentley
Now going viral

Yo driving down the block
Picking up new box
Here we go again got a new neck peice
Chasing from the cops gotta grab my glock
Don't be such hater leave me in peace
Don't be sending nudes I don't like tease
I don't copy you don't be mocking me
I be shining ice as I go to sleep



Credits
Writer(s): Young Goat
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