Ice My Belt (feat. Txffy)

My vette burgundy Hummer snow white
And I brought em same day true story real light
See my right wrist ice me out like a bitch
I got so much money I can ice my clique
Put ice on my bitch put ice on my fists
See them diamonds on my rims that's some million dollar slims
I'm a cocaine chef and I love myself
Waitin' on Gucci to fall off better hold your breathe
Cause the donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

I been summoned else Roman numeral 55 flooded on the belt
Fuck you about brought out the upper shelf
Meal prep your favorite artist in my tupperware
Fuck you about took a break from the media Experian & Expedia
I giddy up niggas talkin down while I'm gettin hundreds and fifties up
I been coolin butI'm heatin up
Let me find out opposition teamin up
Tuff dawg SNR might be linking up
Tuff dawg Ace feelin like the feature huh
Niggas Gucci through whatever and we creepin up
They don't recognize the G in us
Until they have beef with us
Wasn't as sweet as you though nigga tell me what you see in us
Long way from the city bus grass greener then I thought nigga

Cause the donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

What it be its the damu coming large big whale wit da splash like shamu
Un famous and rich up in Malibu wit my bo
Gucci gave me the keys to the whip let my ride slide deep dive in the puss
Luxury cars wit the buttons with the push alloy wheels as I glide
On the road never forget the icing on the wrist as I unload
Gold around my neck so sick
Investing into real estate is my shit music is only 25 percent of my estate
As I still got niggas trying to rip me off until this day false contract burn up
Set the fire spark the weed up turn it up let my royalties stack up
In my bank account I got my own publishing with out a doubt
Call me little Richy Rich with ya bitch blowing up like dynamite sticks
With my Click

Cause the donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt
See my donk look clear Malibu look stealth
Got so much money I'ma ice my belt



Credits
Writer(s): Siron Collier, Lance Green Jr, Radric Davis
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