Yung Drops - Icy (feat. KidDave) Lyrics

I see, Icy, I see
Why she left me bad
Spicy like the icey
When she blow the bag
Cops can't decap me
I'm a let them slide it on slightly
I don't wanna see a Nike or a Nike
When she on my lap
I see, Icy, I see
Why she left me bad
Spicy like the icey
When she blow the bag
Nah, Nah
I'm just gonna pop that bitch, better pop her just like
Nah, Nah
She knows my name but she don't know what I look like
Nah, Nah
I been telling facts but she turn it down with two likes
Nah, Nah
Yea, I feel like
Icy, Icy, Icy
Man I got that bag, now she telling me she wanna be my wifey wifey wifey
I was down bad, sleeping on the floor now she telling me she like me, like me, like me
I'mma say it loud until everybody know
Got me feeling like I'm Nike, might be Spike Lee
Dressed up in a white tee
I'm tryna get in my bag, I'm tryna get in my Wraith (ahh)
I know they thinking it's easy but they don't know what it takes (yah)
I'm tryna be rich like Roddy, that's why I'm grinding every day (ahh)
I didn't get rich off of trying, I know there ain't no other way
I'm feeling like the man, I'mma blast off
Now I'm coming up in the game, I'm feeling like Future, I'm taking my mask off
I see niggas on the daily switching lanes, tryna find out who fake, man I swear they don't last long
They ain't pay attention back then, now these hoes hit me up, say they messed with my last song
KidDave and Yung Drops finna come, they know how we doing, we coming in too strong
I kept you way too close to my heart
Don't lie, I know it's been this way all from the start
I can see it in your face, I got you all mad and shit
Way too excited she wanna have a lick
If she pop it all, go relax a bit
You're my ride or die, ahh
Spend a couple bags on designer
My bitch fire, I had to cosign her
Had to hit you up to remind ya
I been ignoring lately
Going too far, let me put it to side
Lose your attitude, baby
If you wanna try and get in my ride, yea
Ride me like a freeway, way too crazy around me these days
At the party, she don't want me
But still, she's on my lap
Ride me like a freeway, way too crazy around me these days
At the party, she don't want me
But still, she's on my lap
I see, Icy, I see
Why she left me bad
Spicy like the icey
When she blow the bag
Cops can't decap me
I'm a let them slide it on slightly
I don't wanna see a Nike or a Nike
When she on my lap
I see, Icy, I see
Why she left me bad
Spicy like the icey
Nah, Nah
I'm just gonna pop that bitch, gonna pop her just like
Nah, Nah
She know my name but she don't know what I look like