lirik lagu ice – r3 da chilliman
[intro]
(hey, azul)
[verse 1]
all my n*ggas with that bop*bop
i’m a backyard bandit, i door knock
be cool ‘fore i k!ll you, i’m a loose cannon
my bad b*tch keep tryna teach me ’bout the scammin’
but i’m a d*boy, i sell drugs
and tell them ots we get them buds
i smoke cooks, i smoke runtz and gelatos
in the streets, bullets open n*ggas like potholes
lean abuser, i’m a die*hard junkie
don’t own a frenchie, but we got rich off puppy
she smell the cologne, it’s expensive, her panties wet
when i’m done, she goin’ home, but i ain’t finished yet
[chorus]
he talk that shoot*’em*up sh*t, but that’s not his life
whole lot of pictures with jewelry on, but that’s not his ice
lil’ brodie got his hoodie on, he tryna earn some stripes
hit his b*tch and sent her back, she can’t spend the night
he talk that shoot*’em*up sh*t, but that’s not his life
whole lot of pictures with jewelry on, but that’s not his ice
lil’ brodie got his hoodie on, he tryna earn some stripes
hit his b*tch and sent her back, she can’t spend the night
[verse 2]
tell a n*gga watch his tone, ain’t no checkin’ me
i be sellin’ black and white, i’m a referee
if i like, i buy, you wouldn’t believe how much i paid for this
tryna change my life ’cause i be hoppin’ out, spankin’ sh*t
whole lotta hundreds in my pocket, that’s the same amount the chop carry
this just some regular sh*t to me, but this burberry
i poured a deuce, but that ain’t sh*t, i’m spillin’ new drank
he think it’s cool, but when i see him, i’m still shootin’ him
i pack a tool, don’t be a fool, n*gga, that hammer tucked
excuse my jewels, i know this sh*t in here actin’ up
ridin’ in that black truck like the president
famous flocker, i was terrorizing residents
hop out the whip, boogie down, make a mess
i got a b*tch that ran it up off droppin’ checks
sip wock’, switch gears, might wreck
flooded wrist, froze ears, froze neck
[chorus]
he talk that shoot*’em*up sh*t, but that’s not his life
whole lot of pictures with jewelry on, but that’s not his ice
lil’ brodie got his hoodie on, he tryna earn some stripes
hit his b*tch and sent her back, she can’t spend the night
he talk that shoot*’em*up sh*t, but that’s not his life
whole lot of pictures with jewelry on, but that’s not his ice
lil’ brodie got his hoodie on, he tryna earn some stripes
hit his b*tch and sent her back, she can’t spend the night
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