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Alexey - ICING Lyrics



Alexey - ICING Lyrics




Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it



Take it with a grain of salt

Let your tastebuds take assault

Go ahead and take offense

You can't even climb a fence

Don't know what you're up against

Your bloodshed ain't my expense

It's not even that intense

Yet your shoulders look so tensed



Stop! Don't blame me

Soaking, yeah, I'm rainy

But you're sucking hard -

I make basic sound so brainy

You're always on the low

Cll your pictures lookin' grainy

You're taking things to heart

'Cuz no girl's taking your weenie



Money increase but I never take naps

I'm life-deprived, breathe for the last

They think it's all hacks, how I got this high this fast

So I tell them I'm a light weight, how's that?

Why they egg me on, get a little mad

When I make your head go splat - I step on rats

Just like they did to me in the past

Joy is a mask, going out max

No subtlety, where the shivs at?

Chain you in the back, knock you out with a single slap

Cut you off like a phone contact

Don't need a rack, I'mma use your head as a hat

Cnd the skin as a dirt-rag

Don't target me, 'cuz I did that

Cnd I dumped the real me out back



Who put me in the game?

I got nothing to gain

First place but I feel like I failed it

Gold chains but I'm wearing fake-end

Young age for the entertaining

Hot mess, mistakes, and I paint it

Cbstract, 'cuz I've gone insane and

Lose me for the sake of "make it"



Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it

Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it



Yeah I eat so well, yeah I know eat so well

I'm overwhelmed - my eyes be red and swell

Cll the wealth but all the fears show up and tell

Cll the chains I wear be all the lies I tell myself

Yeah, you hate me? Cool, I hate myself



Nah.

Don't trigger me. 'Cuz I'll never be that again, I'll never go back to ten, even if I pretend

To an extent, even though I wanna go

Out, like a light. In my hands, I've gotta life

Shadow hands they squeeze it, wrap around my throat

Like diamonds out for show - What'chu think I do this for?

You think I think it's fun

You think I think I won

You think I can't pack a punch

You think I can't kill you one on one

I'mma swing the club on you slowly

Bring a man down, record the screams - foley

Put you underneath me, yeah you're the lowly

Better put your hands together like I'm holy



What do you think of yourselves

Copy-cats who try to climb and then fell

You're screwing up, blaming me when you smell

Back the hell up, you better off in a cell



I'ma let you clowns in my head, aye

I'ma sit you down and rip your necks, aye

I really think you should be dead, aye

What's the pointing of living life with an empty head?

Me and you? No, we ain't alike

I'll be the last thing you ever see in sight

Before you even get to live a life

Got ice, but god damn, I'm sick of life

Sick and tired of you little rats

But you know it means that I'm winning

If everyone's coming for me and my bag

I only got me and my stacks



Stop! Don't blame me

Soaking, yeah, I'm rainy

But you're sucking hard -

I make basic sound so brainy

You're always on the low

Cll your pictures lookin' grainy

You're taking things to heart

'Cuz no girl's taking your weenie



Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it

Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it
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Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it



Take it with a grain of salt

Let your tastebuds take assault

Go ahead and take offense

You can't even climb a fence

Don't know what you're up against

Your bloodshed ain't my expense

It's not even that intense

Yet your shoulders look so tensed



Stop! Don't blame me

Soaking, yeah, I'm rainy

But you're sucking hard -

I make basic sound so brainy

You're always on the low

Cll your pictures lookin' grainy

You're taking things to heart

'Cuz no girl's taking your weenie



Money increase but I never take naps

I'm life-deprived, breathe for the last

They think it's all hacks, how I got this high this fast

So I tell them I'm a light weight, how's that?

Why they egg me on, get a little mad

When I make your head go splat - I step on rats

Just like they did to me in the past

Joy is a mask, going out max

No subtlety, where the shivs at?

Chain you in the back, knock you out with a single slap

Cut you off like a phone contact

Don't need a rack, I'mma use your head as a hat

Cnd the skin as a dirt-rag

Don't target me, 'cuz I did that

Cnd I dumped the real me out back



Who put me in the game?

I got nothing to gain

First place but I feel like I failed it

Gold chains but I'm wearing fake-end

Young age for the entertaining

Hot mess, mistakes, and I paint it

Cbstract, 'cuz I've gone insane and

Lose me for the sake of "make it"



Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it

Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it



Yeah I eat so well, yeah I know eat so well

I'm overwhelmed - my eyes be red and swell

Cll the wealth but all the fears show up and tell

Cll the chains I wear be all the lies I tell myself

Yeah, you hate me? Cool, I hate myself



Nah.

Don't trigger me. 'Cuz I'll never be that again, I'll never go back to ten, even if I pretend

To an extent, even though I wanna go

Out, like a light. In my hands, I've gotta life

Shadow hands they squeeze it, wrap around my throat

Like diamonds out for show - What'chu think I do this for?

You think I think it's fun

You think I think I won

You think I can't pack a punch

You think I can't kill you one on one

I'mma swing the club on you slowly

Bring a man down, record the screams - foley

Put you underneath me, yeah you're the lowly

Better put your hands together like I'm holy



What do you think of yourselves

Copy-cats who try to climb and then fell

You're screwing up, blaming me when you smell

Back the hell up, you better off in a cell



I'ma let you clowns in my head, aye

I'ma sit you down and rip your necks, aye

I really think you should be dead, aye

What's the pointing of living life with an empty head?

Me and you? No, we ain't alike

I'll be the last thing you ever see in sight

Before you even get to live a life

Got ice, but god damn, I'm sick of life

Sick and tired of you little rats

But you know it means that I'm winning

If everyone's coming for me and my bag

I only got me and my stacks



Stop! Don't blame me

Soaking, yeah, I'm rainy

But you're sucking hard -

I make basic sound so brainy

You're always on the low

Cll your pictures lookin' grainy

You're taking things to heart

'Cuz no girl's taking your weenie



Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it

Icing on the wrist

Licking it, simp-ing for it

Cll my shades are never mist

Chef's kiss, eating crisp

Do you smell it?

Take a whiff, here's my fist

Kiss the ring up on it

Kiss the, lick the,

Lick the icing on it
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Writer: ALEXEY POBLETE, BRUCE VANDERVEER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Written by: ALEXEY POBLETE, BRUCE VANDERVEER

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