Ron Stoppable Pt. 2 // Ice Heist
$amo most wanted, I'm all in her posters
She still play my songs even after I ghost her
He pick up the stick and they sing like composers
I laugh to the bank wit my niggas like joker
I'm feelin like Sosa cuz Samo no sober
My foot on the gas and you blowin yo motor
They pay to see me you jus the promoter
I won't say your name it might give you exposure
These hoes runnin 2-3 they tryna trap me
But I cannot chase cuz this ain't no track meet
Call up my driver, I sit in the back seat
When I'm in New York she gone ride me like taxi
Yo wifey gone whisper when we rockin steady
My bro serve the fiends he push it like belly
He sold a qp to that nigga Eddie
Sticky so messy not proud he not penny
It is a ice heist
Ima need all of your ice
It is a ice heist
I'm takin yo shit no matter the price
I got Vlone I'm feelin like Bari
Roof on the coupe it be so starry
They said hold up ain't no guns in the party
But all of these hoes taking shots of Bacardi
I got these hunnids all under my mattress
But up on top you know it's a bad bitch
Samo be livin his life it's so lavish
She jus wanna fuck on me cuz of my status
She cant see my palace if she not a beauty
I got all this money now hoes wanna screw me
But she gotta work for me like she on duty
I'm textin my groupies they all in a GroupMe
I'm on the top of the buildin like snoopy
She a lil foreign she from Djibouti
My eyes are so red all I see is the rubies
Chrome Heart on my tag I am so uzi
She still play my songs even after I ghost her
He pick up the stick and they sing like composers
I laugh to the bank wit my niggas like joker
I'm feelin like Sosa cuz Samo no sober
My foot on the gas and you blowin yo motor
They pay to see me you jus the promoter
I won't say your name it might give you exposure
These hoes runnin 2-3 they tryna trap me
But I cannot chase cuz this ain't no track meet
Call up my driver, I sit in the back seat
When I'm in New York she gone ride me like taxi
Yo wifey gone whisper when we rockin steady
My bro serve the fiends he push it like belly
He sold a qp to that nigga Eddie
Sticky so messy not proud he not penny
It is a ice heist
Ima need all of your ice
It is a ice heist
I'm takin yo shit no matter the price
I got Vlone I'm feelin like Bari
Roof on the coupe it be so starry
They said hold up ain't no guns in the party
But all of these hoes taking shots of Bacardi
I got these hunnids all under my mattress
But up on top you know it's a bad bitch
Samo be livin his life it's so lavish
She jus wanna fuck on me cuz of my status
She cant see my palace if she not a beauty
I got all this money now hoes wanna screw me
But she gotta work for me like she on duty
I'm textin my groupies they all in a GroupMe
I'm on the top of the buildin like snoopy
She a lil foreign she from Djibouti
My eyes are so red all I see is the rubies
Chrome Heart on my tag I am so uzi
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel King
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