Champagne Ice Cream (feat. Mothersyko)
Its all in store
All you gotta do is come through
Ice cream store
And i got the flavor you want too
You buy a cone
Turn me on and just flirt around
Strawberry dip
You look in my eyes
You lick your lip
And you want that fondue
To take home and run through
Peanut butter skin with me
And you want to sprinkle all that shit on me
These bottles i drown in me
To blur out all the enemies
Smoking all dope
Till i can't see
Open my eyes
I feel so free
And i feel so free
I rap till i can bleed
Now that I'm blowing up
All these fake friends wanna stand by
Like hey hari whassup
I know you making money
I didn't wanna rap that track
But you make me rap that fast
Ay
We come through to the rap scene
And i rapping and trapping like a vaccine
To covid 19 i got these bars clean
With sanitation I'm now just rhyming
Rappers know that i'm ruthless
I don't give a f about none of you f losers
Make you jump outta the f plane with a glider
Hunt you down with m41
In the warzone
Getting my pen
For writing these bars
And i know I'm not kind
To any of you fools
But i rap so fast
And i can't confess
Feel anxiety in chest
It ain't no joke so
Take a toke
And put in a scene
I'll be there with a rum
Bacari or monk
Just choose your funk
And take it slow
Don't lose direction
Out on the road
All you gotta do is come through
Ice cream store
And i got the flavor you want too
You buy a cone
Turn me on and just flirt around
Strawberry dip
You look in my eyes
You lick your lip
And you want that fondue
To take home and run through
Peanut butter skin with me
And you want to sprinkle all that shit on me
These bottles i drown in me
To blur out all the enemies
Smoking all dope
Till i can't see
Open my eyes
I feel so free
And i feel so free
I rap till i can bleed
Now that I'm blowing up
All these fake friends wanna stand by
Like hey hari whassup
I know you making money
I didn't wanna rap that track
But you make me rap that fast
Ay
We come through to the rap scene
And i rapping and trapping like a vaccine
To covid 19 i got these bars clean
With sanitation I'm now just rhyming
Rappers know that i'm ruthless
I don't give a f about none of you f losers
Make you jump outta the f plane with a glider
Hunt you down with m41
In the warzone
Getting my pen
For writing these bars
And i know I'm not kind
To any of you fools
But i rap so fast
And i can't confess
Feel anxiety in chest
It ain't no joke so
Take a toke
And put in a scene
I'll be there with a rum
Bacari or monk
Just choose your funk
And take it slow
Don't lose direction
Out on the road
Credits
Writer(s): Sreehari Nambiar
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