Drive-By
Hold up wait rewind that, rewind that
What did you say Icee
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
You're in the sky
Asking god why
Why they shot you
It was a drive-by
Drive-By
You got shot 9 times
They were high high
They did high crime
See, this that true crime
This that do the time
This that do the time crime
This that true crime
Man these ns don't care about your kids
They shot you in front of your kids
Now you ain't shit
They tell you to respect the streets
But the streets ain't respecting you
What you gonna do
Get out the hood too
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
You're in the sky
Asking god why
Why they shot you
It was a drive-by
Drive-By
It was a drive by
They really shot you
They really shot you listen
You're a crip
So you're wearing all blue
In the hood with the bloods
They was wearing all red
When they seen you wearing all blue
They were like this n dead
Can't respect the hood
You can't respect the streets
Because these streets don't give a fuck bout you or me so
You gonna die to that black on black crime
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
You're in the sky
Asking god why
Why they shot you
It was a drive-by
I think that's make a great hook for real Icee
What did you say Icee
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
You're in the sky
Asking god why
Why they shot you
It was a drive-by
Drive-By
You got shot 9 times
They were high high
They did high crime
See, this that true crime
This that do the time
This that do the time crime
This that true crime
Man these ns don't care about your kids
They shot you in front of your kids
Now you ain't shit
They tell you to respect the streets
But the streets ain't respecting you
What you gonna do
Get out the hood too
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
You're in the sky
Asking god why
Why they shot you
It was a drive-by
Drive-By
It was a drive by
They really shot you
They really shot you listen
You're a crip
So you're wearing all blue
In the hood with the bloods
They was wearing all red
When they seen you wearing all blue
They were like this n dead
Can't respect the hood
You can't respect the streets
Because these streets don't give a fuck bout you or me so
You gonna die to that black on black crime
The Llama fly
Your mama cry
Now she traumatized
Because you just died
You're in the sky
Asking god why
Why they shot you
It was a drive-by
I think that's make a great hook for real Icee
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Writer(s): Icee Skater
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