[Roddy Ricch]
Go Grizz
Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy
Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy
[Roddy Ricch]
Left wrist look like a ice cube (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Right wrist, that bitch shine too (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Get your way whenever I slide through (Skrrt)
You so icy, baby, who you signed to? (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Ice you up and I ain't tryin'
Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
[Roddy Ricch]
I put rocks all in the Richard Mille
One of the richest niggas in my city
Got twenty bad bitches, we gon' board 'em on a jet
And I always keep the semi, can't afford the Patek, yeah
You want me to take you shoppin', don't you?
Want a gangster-gangster rich nigga straight up out of Compton, don't you?
You gon' fuck me if I'm poppin', won't you?
You gon' call a couple of friends up and give me sloppy-toppy, won't you?
She left her nigga for us, I was whippin' a foreign
Trapped a six in the morning, I got plenty warrants, woah, woah, woah
I got two chains on me like I'm Tity Boi
I got fifty on me, Rollie got baguettes, I'm a big boy
[Roddy Ricch]
Left wrist look like a ice cube (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Right wrist, that bitch shine too (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Get your way whenever I slide through (Skrrt)
You so icy, baby, who you signed to? (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
Ice you up and I ain't tryin'
Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy)
[Lil Durk]
Niggas better tuck they tails when we slide through (We slide through)
Any parts my brother dyin' then you dyin' too (Then you dyin')
Who getty daddy a Bugatti, then they blind you (Daddy, daddy)
I could fuck so many bitches without tryin' to (Without tryin' to, no auto)
You might die behind that check, huh? (Yeah)
I'm just an underdog who turnt up in the street 'cause I was slept on (Let's get it)
Now listen closely, listen closely
I ain't lyin' when I tell you niggas dyin' for that neck ??? (Wrist money)
Feel my wrist, that shit icy, icy (Icy, icy)
Put some money on yo' head, that shit pricey, pricey (Pricey, pricey)
Only Percocets, ain't no Vicodin (Ain't no Vicodin)
Ballin' nigga out I love, shit was ninety, ninety (Ninety, ninety)
Shootout, bitch, ain't no fightin', fightin' (Let's get it)
Put my dick inside her butt, said she like it, like it (Gang)
This shit is too excitin' (Wow)
I'm with the killers feeding killers, that's a huge indictment (Let's get it)
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