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Icewear Vezzo
2:56Uh Uh, road running, uh, uh, uh Hundreds and fifties and twenties and fifties, the pinks, I like the blues Know I gotta count it up, count it up, we put (June, you're a genius) I can't even lift my wrist, my neck up, nigga, 'cause the ice too strong Sit in the trap for weeks, ain't washin' my ass 'til the pints get gone, hmm Cookin' the yams, she lookin' just like match when I light the stove Fuckin' with a check just 'cause I like clothes Invisible sets like white and rose, yeah (Iced Up Records) Gotta rise your panties and peel, fillin' up that coochie when I open that pussy up Gangster bitch, show her how to suck a dick and I show her how to cook up Forgis tall, I be damn near touchin' the stars every time I look up Back of the car, I got my foot up Pop bars and I throw books up, huh I like 40s and MACs and Dracs, that chopper, that bitch my favorite Dark bitch like Dess Dior, brown shit like Jayda Wayda (ooh) If I count an M, I might pop bottles with pints of pure Got a dog house on East Warren, that bitch was smackin', was right by the pier We having our way for real Been having my way for real I'm having my way for real I'm having my way for real, ooh Having my way for real I'm having my way for real I'm having my way for real I'm having my way for real, ooh Amazing Amazing Amazing Rich nigga, ho, I'm amazing Amazing Amazing Got ice on ice on ice, this shit amazing Feds been doing a sweep, plus niggas been telling, that ain't no geek Stopped smokin' with P 'til it ain't no lease, just poured up a seven, I can't go sleep Huh, brought the rap game into the streets, now I got all the street niggas tryna go neat I was 'bouta go Bent', now I gotta go Jeep Trapstars on the Wagen, I'm out in them cleats Huh, got racks on racks, got bands on a nigga, put tags on a nigga, I ain't playin' with niggas Blow hand on glitter, got dog shit stacked so tall, so tall I could stand on niggas Bag I'm juggin' I was just trappin' in them basements, lil' nigga, 2010 Big Tigger I mean '08 Eyes on a 6, I'm great, top dog like I just signed SZA Bad lil' bitch, love fuckin' her back, I hit her so much that her ass got bigger Made a few million, now a nigga chasing these billions Yeah, my plans got bigger Wrist rocked up, yeah, my hand got bigger Stepped on it twice, now the tan look different I ain't never told on nan' other nigga New cars, new house, I ain't playing with niggas We having our way for real Been having my way for real I'm having my way for real I'm having my way for real, ooh Having my way for real I'm having my way for real I'm having my way for real I'm having my way for real, ooh Amazing Amazing Amazing Rich nigga, ho, I'm amazing Amazing Amazing Got ice on ice on ice, this shit amazing