Iceberg want a bag, bitch
L462, gang
Yeah
I can't be mad, niggas ain't ride, now 200 on my dash
Pussy bitch talk, like it ain't' even fast
Ain't tryna brag, remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I'm destined to crash
Chop like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu' with them addys, I bet I'ma spazz
I can't be hurt by no nigga, I went through some shit with my dad
Most of my pain, I don't show, I think I'm good, but they call me the GOAT
Tryna move out that struggle, was ready to go, did this shit by myself, they didn't teach me the roles
Man, now they tryna hang with me, I only move with the gang and me
Every time that I step, got that flame with me, he a sneak dissing nigga, he a lame to me
I'm tryna run up them digits, let's cut it, they know I'mma fuck up the bank if I touch it
I'm tryna fuck up the trap, tell 'em rush it, LAX, I just left with the pack in my luggage
She tryna kiss on my lips, are you buggin? Rich nigga shit, so you know how I'm stuntin'
Knock off his face, if that boy do that frontin', that's how it be when them young niggas bummin'
Don't give a fuck about shit, just stay with them sticks, and make sure that nobody cross it
I make a call and they grip, go wet up that strip, we hit everybody than dip
Never had nothing, bitch I had to steal if I want it, so that's probably why I'm like this
I'm probably off with your bitch, you say I love you and shit
I just be fucking her up, then I pass it to the clip
I can't be mad, niggas ain't ride, now 200 on my dash
Pussy bitch talk, like it ain't' even fast
Ain't tryna brag, remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I'm destined to crash
Chop like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu' with them addys, I bet I'ma spazz
I can't be hurt by no nigga, I went through some shit with my dad
Walk out in new ones, I'm drippin', I'm designer reminiscin'
Was just in that kitchen, ain't let them knock out my pivot, two choices, lose or go and get it
So I hopped in my bag, run it up and now I need me a duffy, I'm really 'bout, ain't nobody gon' touch this
Crack the seal, 'cause we be sippin' on bubbly, I know she look pretty, but we from that ugly
Walk into school with that ratchet on me, got this dick in this Glock, and it's pattin' on me
I bet niggas respect me, don't have to know me, see the way that I'm ballin', my passion on me
If I step out, you know it's designer on me, 'cause we really fuck up the mall, ho
Sending money, that's my fault, ho, off them xannies, I need more, ho
I can't be mad, niggas ain't ride, now 200 on my dash
Pussy bitch talk, like it ain't' even fast
Ain't tryna brag, remember them days that they put me in last
Catch my opposition, I'm destined to crash
Chop like a rocket, he ready to blast
In the stu' with them addys, I bet I'ma spazz
I can't be hurt by no nigga, I went through some shit with my dad
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