bubbles

Uh yeah
 [...] God, little Tata (Lentra the God)
 I got money in the bank with the papa (Lentra the God)
 Iced, iced, iced, iced, iced, iced, iced, iced
 Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
 Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
 Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Whatchu gon' do?)
 What you 'gon do lil' bitch?
 Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
 Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
 Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Lil' bitch)
 What you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Ay, ay)
 Yeah, I'm a chief, though
 Watchin' all these niggas tryna catch up as I cheef dope
 Shawty love the records can't impress us 'less she deepthroat
 Gotta bring some lessons for the fellas, this a freak show
 Ain't a thing to tell us, used to sell us on the cheap, though
 Now they linin' pockets, 'cause they noggin full of heat quotes
 I ain't made for college and them dollars really speak, so
 Motherfuck some knowledge, put some mileage on the Jeep, go
 Out and break the silence 'til we pilin', then I reload
 Came into the villa filled with women and some weed smoke
 Papí gon' deliver, it's a given when the beat blow
 Niggas only killers through the twitter, how you G's, though?
 Niggas think they realer, droppin' filler, how you eat, bro?
 Tried a lil' revival of your idols, it was weak folk
 Every time you try you get denied, you better reload
 Havin' thoughts of ridin' through my side, you better creep slow
 And check the cheat code
 (Iced, iced, iced, iced)
 Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
 Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
 Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Whatchu gon' do?)
 What you 'gon do lil' bitch?
 Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
 Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
 Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Lil bitch)
 What you 'gon do lil' bitch?
 I'ma tell you straight up what I'm gon' do
 Think I gotta poo
 Think its kinda obvious I'm gonna take a shit on you (Shit, shit)
 You got baby wipes?
 Check my Gucci stripes (Stripes)
 Teeth be flossin' so I got some golden pearly whites
 People say this baby is so seasoned, I'm arugula
 Half Danish sussyboy, my flow is so Wonderboy (Wonderboy)
 Ya lady friend like came on over
 Wonder where my trousers are
 My Tommy drawers, my 'Sace drawers
 I'm puttin' on some Gucci drawers
 I lost 'em last week, and your bitch be nasty
 Money blue, be mystic
 Splash on her like Misty
 Rollie on my wrist-y
 Gettin cream like Cristy
 Clarke, yeah, fuck a 16, baby (Fuck a 16)
 (Iced, iced, iced, iced, iced, iced, iced, iced)
 Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
 Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
 Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Whatchu gon' do?)
 What you 'gon do lil' bitch?
 Iced out, drip-drop, scrape pot, need pop
 Pop rocks, Kate Moss, gotta floss, sip Voss
 Ayy, what you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Lil bitch)
 What you 'gon do lil' bitch? (Yeah baby)
 Hey, let me do some adlibs