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Wris - Red Ice Lyrics



Wris - Red Ice Lyrics




Brand new patek
I might bust it down, get it wet
Like a new lifestyle, I can't tell
Bitch might bite down, snow might kill
I need two cups for my sprite
Get it dirtied up, blind my eyes
Uppin' poles, window down, you want smoke we got fye
All black in a mask you see nun' but my eyes

Hop in a jet
Up in a plane, stockin' em' things, loaded a tech
Diamonds rocky look like VVS
Stop for act codeine CVS
I got pointers you can see em' round my neck
Drip down to my coat
Suicide on the door
Four fives on the floor
Pop out and then go up, i ball man you know
Locked out i need more bud, came out in the cold

Brand new patek
I might bust it down, get it wet
Like a new lifestyle, I can't tell
Bitch might bite down, snow might kill
I need two cups for my sprite
Get it dirtied up, blind my eyes
Uppin' poles, window down, you want smoke we got fye
All black in a mask you see nun' but my eyes

Throwin' hi tech up
Shoot shit from the neck up
Came through dripped next up
Wanted my meds
Pourin' my tech
Sprite this red
Sippin' it straight, nah yeah can't feel my legs
Look at the money the o's
I'm cashin checks out from overseas, coppin' a Jane and a Rolls
You gotta pay to get close to me, trust me this shit ain't a joke
I told you what it was supposed to be, load up the choppa the smoke
I got it poppin' they notice me, f*ckin' around with the dope
Gotta get down if it's any more hours
Trippin' off meds I might need a new doctor
Lean in my cup give a f*ck about bladders
All of my dawgs got techs impalas
We got glocks on deck no problem
He got shot on set bro lost him
She ain't my bitch off rip no non-sense
She ain't got my kid she ain't got no name
Trippin' I dip what the f*ck is you sayin'
Onto the next girl it aint no thang
Close yo mouth baby i need brain
You don't want smoke no cap no way
.223's all for the gang
Hop in a hellcat we gon' race
Can't tell time with the water on face

Brand new patek
I might bust it down, get it wet
Like a new lifestyle, I can't tell
Bitch might bite down, snow might kill
I need two cups for my sprite
Get it dirtied up, blind my eyes
Uppin' poles, window down, you want smoke we got fye
All black in a mask you see nun' but my eyes
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Brand new patek
I might bust it down, get it wet
Like a new lifestyle, I can't tell
Bitch might bite down, snow might kill
I need two cups for my sprite
Get it dirtied up, blind my eyes
Uppin' poles, window down, you want smoke we got fye
All black in a mask you see nun' but my eyes

Hop in a jet
Up in a plane, stockin' em' things, loaded a tech
Diamonds rocky look like VVS
Stop for act codeine CVS
I got pointers you can see em' round my neck
Drip down to my coat
Suicide on the door
Four fives on the floor
Pop out and then go up, i ball man you know
Locked out i need more bud, came out in the cold

Brand new patek
I might bust it down, get it wet
Like a new lifestyle, I can't tell
Bitch might bite down, snow might kill
I need two cups for my sprite
Get it dirtied up, blind my eyes
Uppin' poles, window down, you want smoke we got fye
All black in a mask you see nun' but my eyes

Throwin' hi tech up
Shoot shit from the neck up
Came through dripped next up
Wanted my meds
Pourin' my tech
Sprite this red
Sippin' it straight, nah yeah can't feel my legs
Look at the money the o's
I'm cashin checks out from overseas, coppin' a Jane and a Rolls
You gotta pay to get close to me, trust me this shit ain't a joke
I told you what it was supposed to be, load up the choppa the smoke
I got it poppin' they notice me, f*ckin' around with the dope
Gotta get down if it's any more hours
Trippin' off meds I might need a new doctor
Lean in my cup give a f*ck about bladders
All of my dawgs got techs impalas
We got glocks on deck no problem
He got shot on set bro lost him
She ain't my bitch off rip no non-sense
She ain't got my kid she ain't got no name
Trippin' I dip what the f*ck is you sayin'
Onto the next girl it aint no thang
Close yo mouth baby i need brain
You don't want smoke no cap no way
.223's all for the gang
Hop in a hellcat we gon' race
Can't tell time with the water on face

Brand new patek
I might bust it down, get it wet
Like a new lifestyle, I can't tell
Bitch might bite down, snow might kill
I need two cups for my sprite
Get it dirtied up, blind my eyes
Uppin' poles, window down, you want smoke we got fye
All black in a mask you see nun' but my eyes
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Writer: Richard Mangaly
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Length: 3:23
Written by: Richard Mangaly

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