Icey

Yuh, la, la
 It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah
 Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah
 Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah
 Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
 Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
 Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
 Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
 Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
 Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats
 Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
 Woah, bitch, brown like cocoa, the real ice tea
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh, oh, oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
 Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up
 We get up, fuck her every fucking weekend
 Catch up, Calamari then I want a cougar
 Woah-woah, I'ma fuck her 'til she's purple Hoover
 What up? You can't waste none of my time bitch
 I'm up, I got way too many money
 I'm up, you can ask my Mommy
 Pourin' up this dundee (pour up-up-up)
 Put a ring 'round your finger, charisma (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I left twenty five thousand on your dresser (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I told her ain't this cool, on like Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 All my girlfriends are real done (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I told 'em baby "don't waste my time" (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I put your ring on rocks, uh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Woah, I told the bitch I want icy teeth
 Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
 Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
 Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
 Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
 Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
 Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats
 Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
 Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
 Rag talk, oh, yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh, yeah
 Mad flossin', oh, yeah, your nigga got mad sauce, oh, yeah
 Spin the block, oh, yeah, the kids are dodgin' shots, oh, yeah
 Big dawg, oh, yeah, but they won't let me take a fall, oh, yeah
 Gucci socks, oh, yeah, Fendi watch, oh, yeah
 Jimmy Choo heel, it's her birthday, sendin' shots, oh, yeah
 Shawty sayin' it's her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah
 Audemar, oh, yeah, match the buss count, oh, yeah
 Yuh, la, la
 It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah
 Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah
 Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah
 Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
 Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
 Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
 Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
 Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
 Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats
 Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
 Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
 
 Yuh, la, la
 It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah
 Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah
 Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah
 Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
 Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
 Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
 Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
 Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
 Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats
 Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
 Woah, bitch, brown like cocoa, the real ice tea
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh, oh, oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
 Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up
 We get up, fuck her every fucking weekend
 Catch up, Calamari then I want a cougar
 Woah-woah, I'ma fuck her 'til she's purple Hoover
 What up? You can't waste none of my time bitch
 I'm up, I got way too many money
 I'm up, you can ask my Mommy
 Pourin' up this dundee (pour up-up-up)
 Put a ring 'round your finger, charisma (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I left twenty five thousand on your dresser (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I told her ain't this cool, on like Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 All my girlfriends are real done (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I told 'em baby "don't waste my time" (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I put your ring on rocks, uh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Woah, I told the bitch I want icy teeth
 Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
 Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
 Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
 Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
 Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
 Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats
 Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
 Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
 Rag talk, oh, yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh, yeah
 Mad flossin', oh, yeah, your nigga got mad sauce, oh, yeah
 Spin the block, oh, yeah, the kids are dodgin' shots, oh, yeah
 Big dawg, oh, yeah, but they won't let me take a fall, oh, yeah
 Gucci socks, oh, yeah, Fendi watch, oh, yeah
 Jimmy Choo heel, it's her birthday, sendin' shots, oh, yeah
 Shawty sayin' it's her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah
 Audemar, oh, yeah, match the buss count, oh, yeah
 Yuh, la, la
 It's just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah
 Richard Mille make 'em pukey, ah-ah-ah
 Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah
 Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
 Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
 Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
 Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
 Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
 Woah, I bought the stadium, won't need no seats
 Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
 Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces
 You're Louboutin heels, you never gon' wear Nike's
 I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
 For now, I ain't stanin' no Nike's (oh-oh-oh)
 My bitch is a Virgo but she actin' like a Pisces