Ice Cold (feat. KIL)
Ice cold, what she call me
Ducking her like 5-0
Ice cold, hit the plug I might just cop a pint or 4
Ice cold, tryna catch me slipping ain't no tight rope
Ice cold, mixed with fanta, catch me slipping, eyes low
I'm scheming kids, I plead the fifth
At my show they screaming shit
Ain't no bush I beat around
I'm frying fuckers feeding now
Fecal matter shit you dropping
Need the bag and leave the block and
Tweeting that she need a rapper
Tell her get on knees for practice
Bagging her like weed and crack and
Call her blunt the homies pass it
In the function bruh whats cracking
Grab the bag I'm running dashing
Taking floor like pumpkin patch
I'm cutting shit like dealers when they bag is lacking
Pack has got me looking like I'm Jackie Chan and
Ice cold, what she call me
Ducking her like 5-0
Ice cold, hit the plug I might just cop a pint or 4
Ice cold, tryna catch me slipping ain't no tight rope
Ice cold, mixed with fanta, catch me slipping, eyes low
Your bars are dead, yea they're weak, I'm counting my money
She call me a geek Spray bars like lead, do it with ease
Shooting my shot and I aim for the cheek One shot to the head
Blood on the street, automatic flow, full of police
Wait, hold up, why?... cuz these
Chains on my neck like a leash, Unleash the beast, I'm a freak on the beat
G-O-D, like scru face Jean, Spit heat, y'all sleep, on me
Flow like seas, do this with ease, I once had a dream, I can picture the scene
I was up with the team, we were having a feast, on the whack ass rappers I killed on a spree
You asked me "what's up" and I said it's these bucks, I'm counting these stacks, need a Bentley truck
I left you on read, but I don't give a fuck, big things calling, i can not pick up
Just got off the phone, they asked for a deal, offered the bag, and I asked for a mill
Hopped on a track with my bro Kil, I'm tearing it up, just keeping it real
Cut throat with the demon flow, just like a boat, time for a show
I'm the goat, bank full of O's, yea I trust those and trust my bros
Ice cold, y'all know my wrist is froze, white gold, to match with gucci clothes
Like snow, my chain is glistening loads, fuck y'all, I'll do this on my own