ICEE ft. Kenny Trill Lyrics

Walking down the strip with the wrist so icy

Pull up in a Royce they wanna be like me

Growing up I was in the trenches fightin'

Slidin' through the cut well shit I might be

Walking down the strip with the wrist so icy

Pull up in a Royce they wanna be like me

Growing up I was in the trenches fightin'

Slidin' through the cut well shit I might be

Money my revenge, smokin' my dro

Took all the pain and turned it to gold

Swervin' the lane I'm switchin' the mode

Playin' the game I'm crackin' the code

In too deep, when I smoke my trees

Incomplete ain't no guarantee

Hit the streets, make 'em pay the fee

LSD when I'm on the scene

Stay low, fuck the pain got my day one's they know

Case closed, pull up to the city and I'm in the Mo' now of

Spittin' too fast so they tell me slow down

I been stackin' through the roof, think I need a big amount

I be chillin' on the couch catch me smokin' up pound

Addicted feeling conflicted

Feeling like I got evicted outta my head

With no vision, what is the mission

Ain't no conviction to get outta bed

Ain't it a problem if I'm in the backseat when nobody driving like we could be dead

I get those thoughts like the doors on Aventador

Tell 'em to fuck off I said what I said

Going 180, no speed limit baby

Until the whip crash and it burn me like crazy

The smoke it get hazy, the drugs it get lacy

Am I even living while pushing these daisies

I don't even know, water like flow

28 years and I feel like a ghost

Nothing to fear everything is a joke

Writing these lines more like writing these quotes

Yes sir, lighters on my dresser

Like 25, yes sir

Do this shit for pleasure

So you cannot put no pressure

Yes sir, lighters on my dresser

Like 25, yes sir

Do this shit for pleasure

So you cannot put no pressure

Walking down the strip with the wrist so icy

Pull up in a Royce they wanna be like me

Growing up I was in the trenches fightin'

Slidin' through the cut well shit I might be

Walking down the strip with the wrist so icy

Pull up in a Royce they wanna be like me

Growing up I was in the trenches fightin'

Slidin' through the cut well shit I might be