Penguins
Ice motherfuckin' cold that boy, he a penguin, he a penguin
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah, yeah, that nigga cold
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Yeah, that nigga froze (yeah)
Froze, froze, froze, froze, froze, froze, froze
Froze, froze, froze, froze, froze, froze
Yeah, that nigga froze, uh (yeah)
Yellow diamonds on me, but everything still on go (go)
Couple rappers do not like me 'cause I fucked they hoe
Yeah, trickin' on thesе bitches, that's somethin' that I don't know
Know, know, know, know, know, know, how to do
Yeah, it's a big diffеrence right between me and you (and you)
I can show you how to hustle, how to ball, and how to shoot (baow)
Yeah, I can show you how to hustle, how to ball, and how to shoot (baow, baow)
I've been doin' this since a jit, lil' bitch, this here ain't nothin' new
New, new, new, new, new, new, new, new
Money comin' in, bitch, I like my shit in all blue
I'm 'bout to buy another truck and finna give away my coupe
I'm shootin' shit like Paul Pierce, bitch, I ball, yeah, I'm the truth
Truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth (yeah)
Uh, I just poured some Wockhardt up in my Mountain Dew, Dew (yeah)
I be shittin' on these niggas, that's all that I do, do (yeah)
I be shittin' on these niggas, that's all that I do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Yeah, I be shittin' on all these niggas, that's all that I do (I do)
I be shittin' on all these niggas, that's all that I do (do)
I be shittin' on all these niggas, that's all that I do (do)
Oh, that how you comin', Glock?
Okay
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go (go)
I don't follow rules, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Did I fuck his bitch? For sure (for sure)
For sure (for sure), for sure (for sure), for sure (for sure)
For sure (for sure, my bad), for sure (for sure)
I had to 'cause he a hoe
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe (hey, hey)
I went to school with a bowl, before lunch time, I had it sold
I ain't surprised that boy a rat, I remember, 11th grade, he told
Had all the bitches doing my work for me, was too busy sellin' Os (on God)
I've been a smart lil' motherfucker, used to have my niggas to bring the poles
And you've been a hoe
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe (haha), hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe (yeah, yeah)
Come to the 'partments, get it for the low (pull up)
That girl head so good, call her the devil, she took my soul (soul)
She started out fast, then went slow, I'm like, "Whoa" (whoa)
This bitch head so good that I can feel it in my toes (woo)
Dirty motherfucker, but that boy Elliot got me froze (yeah)
Humble as fuck, but I'll still shit on you like I'm supposed to (yeah)
She fantasize about givin' me head inside my Rolls
They don't like me, fuck 'em, ball on they bitch ass like Derrick Rose
Trappin' in a mountain, next day I'm servin' in Bethel Grove
Money by the pound and I pour that Wock'-Wock' up by the fours (Wock')
Money by the pound and I pour that Wock'-Wock' up by the four
Four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four
Look how she bounce it, she a pro
Pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro (woo)
She a super slut, she suck it 'til she choke
Choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke (okay)
Is he a street nigga or a rich nigga? Bitch, I'm both
Smashed her six days in a row then turned into Casper the Ghost (gone)
That pussy too good, baby, I had to go detox (woo)
That pussy too good, baby, I had to go detox (hol' up)
If that pussy wack, bitch, you can't get a pair of Reeboks (uh-uh)
If that pussy wack, bitch, you can't get a pair of Reeboks (sorry)
Got a bad Latina chick, she look just like Selena
She don't sing, but when I get behind her, she turn into a singer
Went from standin' in the trap to standin' on stage in arenas (uh)
That boy, he a genius
Ice motherfuckin' cold, that boy, he a penguin (he a penguin)
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah, yeah, that nigga cold
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Yeah, that nigga froze (yeah)
Froze, froze, froze, froze, froze, froze, froze
Froze, froze, froze, froze, froze, froze
Yeah, that nigga froze, uh (yeah)
Yellow diamonds on me, but everything still on go (go)
Couple rappers do not like me 'cause I fucked they hoe
Yeah, trickin' on thesе bitches, that's somethin' that I don't know
Know, know, know, know, know, know, how to do
Yeah, it's a big diffеrence right between me and you (and you)
I can show you how to hustle, how to ball, and how to shoot (baow)
Yeah, I can show you how to hustle, how to ball, and how to shoot (baow, baow)
I've been doin' this since a jit, lil' bitch, this here ain't nothin' new
New, new, new, new, new, new, new, new
Money comin' in, bitch, I like my shit in all blue
I'm 'bout to buy another truck and finna give away my coupe
I'm shootin' shit like Paul Pierce, bitch, I ball, yeah, I'm the truth
Truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth (yeah)
Uh, I just poured some Wockhardt up in my Mountain Dew, Dew (yeah)
I be shittin' on these niggas, that's all that I do, do (yeah)
I be shittin' on these niggas, that's all that I do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Yeah, I be shittin' on all these niggas, that's all that I do (I do)
I be shittin' on all these niggas, that's all that I do (do)
I be shittin' on all these niggas, that's all that I do (do)
Oh, that how you comin', Glock?
Okay
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go (go)
I don't follow rules, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Did I fuck his bitch? For sure (for sure)
For sure (for sure), for sure (for sure), for sure (for sure)
For sure (for sure, my bad), for sure (for sure)
I had to 'cause he a hoe
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe (hey, hey)
I went to school with a bowl, before lunch time, I had it sold
I ain't surprised that boy a rat, I remember, 11th grade, he told
Had all the bitches doing my work for me, was too busy sellin' Os (on God)
I've been a smart lil' motherfucker, used to have my niggas to bring the poles
And you've been a hoe
Hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe (haha), hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe (yeah, yeah)
Come to the 'partments, get it for the low (pull up)
That girl head so good, call her the devil, she took my soul (soul)
She started out fast, then went slow, I'm like, "Whoa" (whoa)
This bitch head so good that I can feel it in my toes (woo)
Dirty motherfucker, but that boy Elliot got me froze (yeah)
Humble as fuck, but I'll still shit on you like I'm supposed to (yeah)
She fantasize about givin' me head inside my Rolls
They don't like me, fuck 'em, ball on they bitch ass like Derrick Rose
Trappin' in a mountain, next day I'm servin' in Bethel Grove
Money by the pound and I pour that Wock'-Wock' up by the fours (Wock')
Money by the pound and I pour that Wock'-Wock' up by the four
Four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four, four
Look how she bounce it, she a pro
Pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro, pro (woo)
She a super slut, she suck it 'til she choke
Choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke, choke (okay)
Is he a street nigga or a rich nigga? Bitch, I'm both
Smashed her six days in a row then turned into Casper the Ghost (gone)
That pussy too good, baby, I had to go detox (woo)
That pussy too good, baby, I had to go detox (hol' up)
If that pussy wack, bitch, you can't get a pair of Reeboks (uh-uh)
If that pussy wack, bitch, you can't get a pair of Reeboks (sorry)
Got a bad Latina chick, she look just like Selena
She don't sing, but when I get behind her, she turn into a singer
Went from standin' in the trap to standin' on stage in arenas (uh)
That boy, he a genius
Ice motherfuckin' cold, that boy, he a penguin (he a penguin)
Credits
Writer(s): Adolph Thornton, Krishon Gaines, Markeyvius Cathey
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