Ice My Belt ft. Pat, tuufs & Gucci Mane Lyrics

My 'vette burgundy, Hummer Snow White

And I bought them same day, true story, real life

See my white wrist, ice me out like a bitch

I got so much money I can ice my clique

Put ice on the bitch, put ice on my fist

See them diamonds on my rims, them some million dollar slims

I'm a cocaine chef, and I love myself

Waiting for Gucci to fall off, better hold your breath

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

Gucci

I'm outside, I'm toting 'Ks, I'm toting rockets

You wan' push up on Lapella, boy, you gon' get shot quick

I don't understand why they talk down, my chopper pop him

Caught that lil boy lacking so I'm finna go and rock him (huh)

I don't trust no thot (no), I ain't trust no ho (no)

Outside with a 'K, lil bro, I tote a pole

And I'm only 15, I'm chasing paper, I'm chasing the dough

That boy tryna run (run) from this beam, so we on the go (huh)

Bitch, I'm gon' hit your body

I can't tust no ho, trust no thot, trust no shawty

I'm smokin' on Za, might just go and take some molly

He wanna push up on Pat, we finna body him

(huh, huh huh)

Come outside, get your head blown

I put 24 on a headstone

And this beam finna aim for the bone

I don't like people, I'd rather be alone

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

Gucci

I got so much money, I'ma my ice my wrist (icy icy)

Bitch, I'm counting up chips

I got so much money, I could take your bitch, huh (yeah, yeah what)

Pull up in a M6, yeah

You know me, you know me, it's lil tuufy

Bitch, I'm dressing, bitch, I'm flexing, I'm with Gucci

Just try to top me, I'm a mountain, Yamaguchi

Bitch, I'm flowing like a river, Chattahoochee, huh

Uh, bitch, you can't stop me now

I'm in the slums, Sector 5, huh, Call me Cloud

Uh, I smoke that real loud

You can't step in here, members only, bitch, I feel like Danny Tow

Hundred thousand in this safe, I pull these racks out

Like I'm K.Dot, you don't like that I might crash out

Old money only, you know what these racks about

If you don't wanna meet this drac', I'll pull that Glocky out

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

See my dark look clear, Malibu look stealth

Got so much money I'ma ice my belt

Gucci