They said they said lil Icy where you been it's been 2 months since you dropped
I been out here in a college gettin knowledge and top
If they thought I that was finished bitch this shit never stop
I go beast mode on a beat I'm jumpin holdin my crotch
Yelling 50909090 till the day that I die
I got hoes all on my dick and I got trues on my thighs
Niggas said that they gon duff I just laugh while they try
Cuz bitch I'm kickin the f*ck back like a f*ckin kickstand
Rather rock the other brands
I see it happen in advance
Gettin guapo guacamole
Lookin for some ferrogama raf still my favorite designer true religion my recliner (Aye!)
Beat the box and she rewind it
I don't want want no damn co-signing
Honestly I do not want it
Hot like a big back bussin with the chronic aye
Think she on me cuz she luh my phonics
Water on me hydrophonics
It's my song when I'm up on it
Shoutout to my city 509 gon get up on it
Mf doom type boom niggas f*ck around go supersonic
Leave a beat dead diagnosis was the damn bubonic
Don't think the rest of em want it
It's a breath when I'm up on it
And I'm in this shit to win it
Don't ever count me as finished
My shit never get deminished
Throwaway rapper you spinach
Blunt lookin like the grinch on Christmas
And I'm in that bitche kidneys had a hoe singing like the Sidney
Opera
Gotta get my commas up
Secret stuff I feel like Michael Jordan the cigarillos that I puff
Round the rim double clutch
Wipe me down these niggas dust Prolly off some angel dust
In my angel what I trust
Different angles what I try and I keep the f*ckin 5 ain't no motherf*ckin guys ain't no motherf*ckin fries
Tellin lies! Why these niggas tellin lies?
(Laughing all the way to the bank HAHAHAHHAHA)
Killin this shit goin mentally insane
Spittin these bars while your bitch give me brain
Game winning 3 I hit that shit like I'm Dame
Goin' apeshit like Maurice orangutan
I'm dressed in all black like that nigga Bruce Wayne
Squad like an army like we in Major Payne
I'm that nigga We gorillas
F*ckin hoes and they sisters
Getting money getting bigger man
Reachin for them figures
While I'm balling you just sit there cuz you looking at a winner
These hoes splinters
Call me daddy like the nigga master splinter
Gold on my wrist and neck Icy like the winter
I got flow and I got the swag
Saucy like I'm rocky F*ckin hoes
I'm not even Spanish but they call me Papi
Try and stop me they can't copy
Caught him peeping at my watch piece
MVP like I'm Giannis playing for Milwaukee
I'm looking for the competition who gon f*ckin top me? (Aye)
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They said they said lil Icy where you been it's been 2 months since you dropped
I been out here in a college gettin knowledge and top
If they thought I that was finished bitch this shit never stop
I go beast mode on a beat I'm jumpin holdin my crotch
Yelling 50909090 till the day that I die
I got hoes all on my dick and I got trues on my thighs
Niggas said that they gon duff I just laugh while they try
Cuz bitch I'm kickin the f*ck back like a f*ckin kickstand
Rather rock the other brands
I see it happen in advance
Gettin guapo guacamole
Lookin for some ferrogama raf still my favorite designer true religion my recliner (Aye!)
Beat the box and she rewind it
I don't want want no damn co-signing
Honestly I do not want it
Hot like a big back bussin with the chronic aye
Think she on me cuz she luh my phonics
Water on me hydrophonics
It's my song when I'm up on it
Shoutout to my city 509 gon get up on it
Mf doom type boom niggas f*ck around go supersonic
Leave a beat dead diagnosis was the damn bubonic
Don't think the rest of em want it
It's a breath when I'm up on it
And I'm in this shit to win it
Don't ever count me as finished
My shit never get deminished
Throwaway rapper you spinach
Blunt lookin like the grinch on Christmas
And I'm in that bitche kidneys had a hoe singing like the Sidney
Opera
Gotta get my commas up
Secret stuff I feel like Michael Jordan the cigarillos that I puff
Round the rim double clutch
Wipe me down these niggas dust Prolly off some angel dust
In my angel what I trust
Different angles what I try and I keep the f*ckin 5 ain't no motherf*ckin guys ain't no motherf*ckin fries
Tellin lies! Why these niggas tellin lies?
(Laughing all the way to the bank HAHAHAHHAHA)
Killin this shit goin mentally insane
Spittin these bars while your bitch give me brain
Game winning 3 I hit that shit like I'm Dame
Goin' apeshit like Maurice orangutan
I'm dressed in all black like that nigga Bruce Wayne
Squad like an army like we in Major Payne
I'm that nigga We gorillas
F*ckin hoes and they sisters
Getting money getting bigger man
Reachin for them figures
While I'm balling you just sit there cuz you looking at a winner
These hoes splinters
Call me daddy like the nigga master splinter
Gold on my wrist and neck Icy like the winter
I got flow and I got the swag
Saucy like I'm rocky F*ckin hoes
I'm not even Spanish but they call me Papi
Try and stop me they can't copy
Caught him peeping at my watch piece
MVP like I'm Giannis playing for Milwaukee
I'm looking for the competition who gon f*ckin top me? (Aye)
I been out here in a college gettin knowledge and top
If they thought I that was finished bitch this shit never stop
I go beast mode on a beat I'm jumpin holdin my crotch
Yelling 50909090 till the day that I die
I got hoes all on my dick and I got trues on my thighs
Niggas said that they gon duff I just laugh while they try
Cuz bitch I'm kickin the f*ck back like a f*ckin kickstand
Rather rock the other brands
I see it happen in advance
Gettin guapo guacamole
Lookin for some ferrogama raf still my favorite designer true religion my recliner (Aye!)
Beat the box and she rewind it
I don't want want no damn co-signing
Honestly I do not want it
Hot like a big back bussin with the chronic aye
Think she on me cuz she luh my phonics
Water on me hydrophonics
It's my song when I'm up on it
Shoutout to my city 509 gon get up on it
Mf doom type boom niggas f*ck around go supersonic
Leave a beat dead diagnosis was the damn bubonic
Don't think the rest of em want it
It's a breath when I'm up on it
And I'm in this shit to win it
Don't ever count me as finished
My shit never get deminished
Throwaway rapper you spinach
Blunt lookin like the grinch on Christmas
And I'm in that bitche kidneys had a hoe singing like the Sidney
Opera
Gotta get my commas up
Secret stuff I feel like Michael Jordan the cigarillos that I puff
Round the rim double clutch
Wipe me down these niggas dust Prolly off some angel dust
In my angel what I trust
Different angles what I try and I keep the f*ckin 5 ain't no motherf*ckin guys ain't no motherf*ckin fries
Tellin lies! Why these niggas tellin lies?
(Laughing all the way to the bank HAHAHAHHAHA)
Killin this shit goin mentally insane
Spittin these bars while your bitch give me brain
Game winning 3 I hit that shit like I'm Dame
Goin' apeshit like Maurice orangutan
I'm dressed in all black like that nigga Bruce Wayne
Squad like an army like we in Major Payne
I'm that nigga We gorillas
F*ckin hoes and they sisters
Getting money getting bigger man
Reachin for them figures
While I'm balling you just sit there cuz you looking at a winner
These hoes splinters
Call me daddy like the nigga master splinter
Gold on my wrist and neck Icy like the winter
I got flow and I got the swag
Saucy like I'm rocky F*ckin hoes
I'm not even Spanish but they call me Papi
Try and stop me they can't copy
Caught him peeping at my watch piece
MVP like I'm Giannis playing for Milwaukee
I'm looking for the competition who gon f*ckin top me? (Aye)
Writer: Isaac DePaolo
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