Ice (Yakh)

I get the cake then I'm gone (Yeah)
Roll up the loud, take it straight to the dome (Yeah)
Opps at my shows and they hate that I'm on
If I showed up then I'm taking the chrome (Okay okay)
I don't mess with no rats
I don't play with no mice (Alright)
Pockets got racks
Jeans fitting me tight (Alright)
Roll up the dank
I'm taking a flight (Alright)

(Yeah)
(Yeah yeah okay)
(Yeah yeah okay)

Call the broski
He gon' pull up post up pick and roll (Alright)
Remember we was broke
Broke in houses kicked in doors (Whoop)
But now a days I'm getting dough
In a different mode (Alright)
Switch my flows like I switch my clothes
Hit the road (Alright)
I was bummy got my money up (Yeah)
Just like a runner I run it up (Yeah)
Reminisce when I ain't have enough (Wow)
Slept in the day like the Dracula (Okay)
Trapped in the night couldn't stack enough (Yeah)
Used to flip it like a spatula (Yeah)
They used to say I ain't good enough (Wow)
So I gave up and got hoodie'd up (Let's go)

Yakh ru gardan
Kheili sarde eine ghalbam
(Yakh ru gardan
Kheili sarde eine ghalbam)
Yakh ru gardan
Kheili sarde eine ghalbam
(Yakh ru gardan
Kheili sarde eine ghalbam)
(Whoop)



Credits
Writer(s): Mohammad Fatin, Rez Fard
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