So Iced Out (feat. cjhavin)
I'm so iced out, Lights on, lights out I'm so iced out, Lights on, lights out
Fuck nigga dissing my brother, go wack the lil boy when I get out of school
I know some young niggas bangin' the five, and they all on the block, posted up with them tools
I'm in T Town with a lil' nigga bitch', buddy had died so cj took the stick
I'm the young nigga who stood on the block, see him make the wrong move, he get popped in his shit
Ha, what, I'm in the cut wit a 9
If lil' buddy crack a four, that shit on God, I crack his mind
I can't cuff nor stunt this lil hoe, I already know that she been mine
I gotta drop some shit on Apple Music, nigga it's my time
I let them have this rappin' shit, but now lil' CJ back on flow
I'm the real life backdoor king lil' CJ might come take your hoe
I'm in T Town tell lil' bruh come get his shit back
Hundred shots inside this whip man this choppa got some kick back
For real
I'm so iced out, lights on, lights out
I'm so iced out, lights on, lights out
I'm so iced out, lights on, lights out
So icy, baby
I'm finna slide on this bitch
These n****s, they talkin' bout "get back"
Like, get back on who?
Come beat your homeboy, snatch that nigga chain nigga then give it to you
Gotta big ass AK in my pan, lil' nigga that bitch go boom
When I up this bitch, nigga better buck the scene like clear out the room
I hang with the slimy lil' crew
You thinking we buddies until you just cross me cause then I'm a slimy lil' dude
I don't give a fuck about goin' to county, I still had the fye in the school
Don't think this shit sweet, but you better not try me, you know we gon' fry the lil dude
Ayy, man, don't try this shit, bro, On God
Cause I'm never solo, bro
I don't know what these lil' done told you but me and my team, boy we do not play
Don't need no pill do a drill, while he sober, just drop the lil addy, and he on the way
I know you heard them shells, dumping, hop out the back of the truck, let it spray
My brother he little as fuck, but that boy still tote big boy drac
Nothing but snipers with me them niggas they shooting from range like Klay
Know that my team on the paper, I take them niggas and lead all the way
Them n****s in middle school wanna beef, imma just call up my nigga CJ
Fuck nigga dissing my brother, go wack the lil boy when I get out of school
I know some young niggas bangin' the five, and they all on the block, posted up with them tools
I'm in T Town with a lil' nigga bitch', buddy had died so cj took the stick
I'm the young nigga who stood on the block, see him make the wrong move, he get popped in his shit
Ha, what, I'm in the cut wit a 9
If lil' buddy crack a four, that shit on God, I crack his mind
I can't cuff nor stunt this lil hoe, I already know that she been mine
I gotta drop some shit on Apple Music, nigga it's my time
I let them have this rappin' shit, but now lil' CJ back on flow
I'm the real life backdoor king lil' CJ might come take your hoe
I'm in T Town tell lil' bruh come get his shit back
Hundred shots inside this whip man this choppa got some kick back
For real
I'm so iced out, lights on, lights out
I'm so iced out, lights on, lights out
I'm so iced out, lights on, lights out
So icy, baby
I'm finna slide on this bitch
These n****s, they talkin' bout "get back"
Like, get back on who?
Come beat your homeboy, snatch that nigga chain nigga then give it to you
Gotta big ass AK in my pan, lil' nigga that bitch go boom
When I up this bitch, nigga better buck the scene like clear out the room
I hang with the slimy lil' crew
You thinking we buddies until you just cross me cause then I'm a slimy lil' dude
I don't give a fuck about goin' to county, I still had the fye in the school
Don't think this shit sweet, but you better not try me, you know we gon' fry the lil dude
Ayy, man, don't try this shit, bro, On God
Cause I'm never solo, bro
I don't know what these lil' done told you but me and my team, boy we do not play
Don't need no pill do a drill, while he sober, just drop the lil addy, and he on the way
I know you heard them shells, dumping, hop out the back of the truck, let it spray
My brother he little as fuck, but that boy still tote big boy drac
Nothing but snipers with me them niggas they shooting from range like Klay
Know that my team on the paper, I take them niggas and lead all the way
Them n****s in middle school wanna beef, imma just call up my nigga CJ
Credits
Writer(s): Thakidtj Thakidtj
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