Red Bottom Ice Picks Lyrics

Louis on me and on all my niggas

That's a Louis army

Louis was the truth

The world so wonderful, we truly got it

Shawty used to say that she was busy

Now she say she bout it

But a bitch ain't really all that now I call her gassed up thottie

Seen me in the party

My chain shining like my jeweler got me

At the function tryna function and I got my crew around me

Why you always watching other people's pockets nigga stop it

If I tell my nigga bring a gun you bouta see some rockets

Hallelujah for my medula and my paper and my ruler

Chosen nigga

I don't wanna school ya but I'll teach ya

I'm just preaching what I practice before I meet the reaper

I never thought I would get dough for a feature

Rhyming in the skatepark with my home boy Creature

I never thought I'd have to stand at the cedar

In the court room for the dope in my sneaker

And she like the finer thangs

Designer thangs

The red bottom ice picks

And the diamond rangs

Girl I'm into rocking out

Not poppin' out

I'm big living

Big pimpin' that's what I'm about

I'm on to the bigger thangs

And better thangs

I shop for stars baby

I can't cop no wedding rangs

And you know me

Aye

Baby you know me

Aye