
Ice Cup Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Wrists on a ice cup, On my life diamonds fight, y'all ain't psyched up
And she ride like a bike, I might pipe, huh Flexin' like a bitch, I lit my drawers up
They drivin' me crazy, Keep callin' my phone, you can't have my baby
I finally made it, These niggas is mad they hate that I'm famous
Pull up coupe thang, with your boot thang Diamonds on me kickin' till I loop in
Pour the pint, KD, I run the check up Roll the dice, head crack, I got the extra
Nigga get it right, think them pills have got you messed up
Nigga you ain't nice, how the fuck you see you next up
I'm in that TT, I don't want no fuckin' Tesla Lotta VVs, got me shinin' from the neck up
Dirty BG, all my niggas throw the set up Dirty lil' skis, why she think I'm tryna stress her
Smokin' cookie, niggas think they doin' somethin' Boy, you garbage, boogers on me
VVSs on me, go retarded Pussy niggas, they don't never finish what they startin
Smokin' cookie, got a pound of that gelato out the garden
Wrists on a ice cup On my life, diamonds fight, y'all ain't psyched up
And she ride like a bike, I might pipe, huh Flexin' like a bitch, I lit my drawers up
They drivin' me crazy, Keep callin' my phone, you can't have my baby
I finally made it, These niggas is mad they hate that I'm famous
Pull up coupe thang, with your poupe thang Diamonds on me, kickin' till I lube cane
What the fuck you niggas talkin' bout? I'm makin' lotta cash
When it comes to gettin' money, first, cause I'm never last
Wrists up on the ice cup, ballin' with forever last
Thinkin' y'all gon' stop me? That shit almost made me laugh
Flexin' on niggas, sentin' natives, got it from my dad
Think I'm goin' out, say, haters, y'all can kiss my ass
Drop my album now, I got more money than you ever had
Drop a tape, get a bag, Gucci, Louis, good, I'm glad
Heavy duty, when I live my life, it's just like a movie
Hoes gon' choose me, holdin' out her hand when I ask my doobie
Fruity, fruity, niggas better duck, Huey, Dewey, Louis
Diamonds dancin' like my hoochie-coochie when she shake her booty
And that's how I got my
Wrists on the ice cup, on my life, diamonds fight
Y'all ain't psyched up, if she ride like a bike, I might pipe, huh
Flexin' like a bitch, I lit my drawers up
They drivin' me crazy, Keep callin' my phone, you can't have my baby
I finally made it, These niggas is mad they hate that I'm famous
Pull up coupe thang with your boot thang
Diamonds on me kickin' till I lube cane
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