Ice
Ice
I put ice on my wrist
I put ice on my bitch
I put ice on my fit
Coming off the rip
150 for a zip
11 for the brick
Ain't fronting you for shit
Ain't stopping till we rich
We shopping take ya pick
You looking like a lick
You broke you make me sick
Cough, cough
I am top dog
Got a big head, get it knocked off
Leave a bitch dead on the sidewalk
Wanna talk, talk, we can pop off
She got lockjaw, I get topped off
She got no car, but got dropped off
Only job to get rocks off
So I beat it up till she can't walk
I'm gone
Ice
I put ice on my wrist
I put ice on my bitch
I put ice on my fit
Ice ice ice ice ice
I put ice on my wrist
I put ice on my bitch
I put ice on my fit
Throw it up, I'm going deep
We pop out with that pistol Pete
The block out when that pistol peek
No cop out we don't call police
My cock out so she on her knees
I whip it out they worship me
I'm pimping now I need a fee
So bring that paper back to me
Ice up on my neck (Neck)
Flashing got her wet (Wet)
Fuck her on a jet before I land and land and do my set
It be hard not to flex
When all I get is checks
I learned how to finesse
And brought myself up out of debt
I put ice on my wrist
I put ice on my bitch
I put ice on my fit
Coming off the rip
150 for a zip
11 for the brick
Ain't fronting you for shit
Ain't stopping till we rich
We shopping take ya pick
You looking like a lick
You broke you make me sick
Cough, cough
I am top dog
Got a big head, get it knocked off
Leave a bitch dead on the sidewalk
Wanna talk, talk, we can pop off
She got lockjaw, I get topped off
She got no car, but got dropped off
Only job to get rocks off
So I beat it up till she can't walk
I'm gone
Ice
I put ice on my wrist
I put ice on my bitch
I put ice on my fit
Ice ice ice ice ice
I put ice on my wrist
I put ice on my bitch
I put ice on my fit
Throw it up, I'm going deep
We pop out with that pistol Pete
The block out when that pistol peek
No cop out we don't call police
My cock out so she on her knees
I whip it out they worship me
I'm pimping now I need a fee
So bring that paper back to me
Ice up on my neck (Neck)
Flashing got her wet (Wet)
Fuck her on a jet before I land and land and do my set
It be hard not to flex
When all I get is checks
I learned how to finesse
And brought myself up out of debt
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Smith
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