Ice
Ice all on me, I'm freezing
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Yeah, ice all on me, I'm freezing
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Ice all on me, I'm freezing
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Ice all on me, I'm freezing
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Let me give these bitches the bidness
Ice on my left hand, God as my witness
The man and the car might take yo' mistress
Imma need a maid, she could clean my dishes
Deep dish rims make toe tips glisten
I ain't talkin' plates boy my shit different
Automatic gates just to lock my crib with
See we only talk that real shit
I hang around the ones you could never compete with
You wife up the women I freak with
That ain't no G shit, that ain't no P shit
Jesus, I don't put hoes on leashes
Dog ass bitches
Half my women live on parole man
The other half, still at the precinct
I like bad ones, none of these bitches is decent
And they all bother me frequent
That's a nuisance
I might let her borrow the keys
But i'd never tell her 'that's yours, keep it'
You know how I do shit
Bentley GT Drop coupe shit
Cubez only drive new shit
Bitch I might
Pick up the phone like 'new car who dis'
In the wintertime, drive roofless
I spit like I'm toothless
Might need call the green man
Pick up a couple bags like I'm movin'
They calling me selfish
I be stackin' cheese for me, man
If you ain't making money, you useless
I'm setting up orders
Every week, run through quarters
They wonder why they're picking up weed scents
We don't use G Pens
Remember when I stayed in the East end
Now I move through the whole city, I'm beastin'
Yeah, you might take a ride thru my hood
But you'll never be a pedestrian
You can't walk here
Guns out the side of the windows
A drive-by leave you leakin'
You ain't from here
Only invited the hard body
Believe if you weak, you leavin'
Soft like sheep skin
Some of y'all still out sleepin'
Click full of T bones, we stay feastin'
Got dick fulla red bone, they love creepin'
My pinky ring pulling her G string
I'm on my fly shit
Chucked out the forces I creased them
This cold got me thinkin' I need Timbs
Bitch I'm freezing
Ice all on me I'm freezing
Ice all on me I'm freezing, yeah
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Yeah, ice all on me, I'm freezing
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Ice all on me, I'm freezing
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Ice all on me, I'm freezing
That ice all on me, I'm freezing
Let me give these bitches the bidness
Ice on my left hand, God as my witness
The man and the car might take yo' mistress
Imma need a maid, she could clean my dishes
Deep dish rims make toe tips glisten
I ain't talkin' plates boy my shit different
Automatic gates just to lock my crib with
See we only talk that real shit
I hang around the ones you could never compete with
You wife up the women I freak with
That ain't no G shit, that ain't no P shit
Jesus, I don't put hoes on leashes
Dog ass bitches
Half my women live on parole man
The other half, still at the precinct
I like bad ones, none of these bitches is decent
And they all bother me frequent
That's a nuisance
I might let her borrow the keys
But i'd never tell her 'that's yours, keep it'
You know how I do shit
Bentley GT Drop coupe shit
Cubez only drive new shit
Bitch I might
Pick up the phone like 'new car who dis'
In the wintertime, drive roofless
I spit like I'm toothless
Might need call the green man
Pick up a couple bags like I'm movin'
They calling me selfish
I be stackin' cheese for me, man
If you ain't making money, you useless
I'm setting up orders
Every week, run through quarters
They wonder why they're picking up weed scents
We don't use G Pens
Remember when I stayed in the East end
Now I move through the whole city, I'm beastin'
Yeah, you might take a ride thru my hood
But you'll never be a pedestrian
You can't walk here
Guns out the side of the windows
A drive-by leave you leakin'
You ain't from here
Only invited the hard body
Believe if you weak, you leavin'
Soft like sheep skin
Some of y'all still out sleepin'
Click full of T bones, we stay feastin'
Got dick fulla red bone, they love creepin'
My pinky ring pulling her G string
I'm on my fly shit
Chucked out the forces I creased them
This cold got me thinkin' I need Timbs
Bitch I'm freezing
Ice all on me I'm freezing
Ice all on me I'm freezing, yeah
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Writer(s): Jacob Gorny
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