Ice

Stop hitting my phone, what you gotta ask me?
Texting me I don't reply, I let it get past me
I got that shit that don't die, it's that Tuck Everlasting
Bands in the book make you look at the numbers cause niggas can't fuck with the cash yeah
How you gone cross me without the passion?
I need a Jesus piece flooded in diamonds, that shit so wet you can take baths in
I figured out that they call on me just so they can have something to bask in
Robbing me of all my sanity my phone on dnd now shit it happens

They made me a cold nigga yeah
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Then skate away, go figure
Ice
Ice
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Ice
They say I'm a cold nigga yeah
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Then skate away, go figure
Ice
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Aye
Look
Still hitting my phone it's been in a casket
Stretching me out way too thin do I look like I'm... Mr Fantastic?
No I'm not here for the games no fooling around no I don't be Shaqting uh
But I used to work at McGee was breakin my back no I can't go back for nun
I used to work for McGee was breakin my back no I can't go back
too busy watching my back
too many times I been stabbed

They made me a cold nigga yeah
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Then skate away, go figure
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
They say I'm a cold nigga yeah
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
Then skate away, go figure
Ice
Ice
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Writer(s): Aaron Lightbourn
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