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icyyy - quantum qrew lyrics

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yo, it’s an ice storm
bout to go in and cause some harm
i wrote these bars with my writing arm
finna get milk from the dairy farm
b-tch i’m on that come up
account finna blow up
plug came with the link up
this is just the warmup (teacup)
ayyy hold up

ice on my wrist
all these thots chilling in my cribs
ice on my wrist
everyday in a different whip
[x2]

sippin on lean filled with codiene
top to bottom i’m full of supreme
ice so cold finna call it ice cream
quantem crew we run the rap scene
i got the balenciaga
and that dolce gabanna
got your girl in my crib eating my bannana

ice on my wrist
all these thots chilling in my cribs
ice on my wrist
everyday in a different whip
[x2]

bars so fire like a bunsen burner
bout to ride that p-ssy like a wakeboard surfer
middle of the night, open my eyes
look outside the window and i see i’m on the rise
hop out a 4 door rover that’s 1,2,3 and 4
told that b-tch to move over, so i can bang that b-tch next door
b-tch, you never been in no ferrari
we dressed in off-white for the party
sippin on bacardi
like b-tch i’m just not sorry

- quantum qrew lyrics

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