Ice Cream Truck

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Ratchets on deck passing pistols to my mans
 Three killers with me with ski masks in the van
 We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck
 Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
 Rolling down your block
 'Bout to pop like rubber bands, have them bodies drop
 Them kids never had a chance, when I pull up like the ice cream truck
 Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
 Everywhere I go niggas know I keep the pole, heater on me like I'm cold
 Light your top up like a stove, broski roll with me before
 Therefore he know how it go, if these opps ain't out on the block
 Then we hopping out kicking doors, I just bought a K nigga I just bought a pump
 And they right here in this van we ain't gotta pop the trunk
 See, he thought it was safe, he thought all I did was rap
 Till I showed up with them straps then I turnt up to the max yeah
 I be getting paid nigga I be getting guap, I tell bronem get the dough like I heard somebody knock
 Niggas hate me and my mans because we be getting bands
 Fourty in my pants, tell the opps it's time to dance, boy don't make me come and find y'all
 I be letting the iron off, hear shots when I'm firin' off, your brains on the sidewalk
 And right after I pop 'em I swear I forget about 'em
 Niggas claim the with the shits until I shoot the shit up out 'em yeah
 Ratchets on deck passing pistols to my mans
 Three killers with me with ski masks in the van
 We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck
 Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
 Rolling down your block
 'Bout to pop like rubber bands, have them bodies drop
 Them kids never had a chance, when I pull up like the ice cream truck
 Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
 Bitch I think I'm Nino mixed with Al Pacino stacking chips like Pringles
 I ball like Ochocinco, ice man Dean Malenko, my wrist look like sprinkles
 Iron in my pants like I'm getting out the wrinkles
 Take a nigga out and I ain't talking 'bout a date
 Cook a nigga like a steak and fix his niggas like a plate
 Like a pussy you get popped, send your ass to heaven's gates
 Got the police on your block, decorate with yellow tape (go to church)
 Okay fuckboy you softer than nerf, I'm lurking all through your turf
 When I clap at you I turn families blue, I'm ma pop a nigga no smurf
 These niggas clowns and I'm ma kill a clown so jokers don't post up
 Been no joke, I don't smoke but I'm ma burn hard when I roll up
 My mask on, my gloves on so I don't give a fuck who see me
 That semi pop and start sending shots, I'll put you in a box like Houdini
 Get smoked like loud packs when I pull up where your house at
 Y'all bitch niggas, Y'all fugazi, my crew crazy we bounce back
 Ratchets on deck passing pistols to my mans
 Three killers with me with ski masks in the van
 We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck
 Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
 Rolling down your block
 'Bout to pop like rubber bands, have them bodies drop
 Them kids never had a chance, when I pull up like the ice cream truck
 Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
 

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Duration
04:21
Tempo
132 BPM

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