Iceman lyrics

by

IceBirds


[Intro]
KushForLunch
Ay

[Chorus]
In love wit' the money, its intimate
Young n*gga all about dividends
We gon' get married, the [?] my best man
I throw the bands up, underhand
Exotic driver, a wheelman
I call up my shooter, the killman
IceBirds, I'm the bill man, but I never pay a b*tch bill man
These hoes know I'm forreal mane, run down on that boy, yeah, he know drill man

[Verse]
Play wit' that gang, get killed mane, play wit' that gang, get popped like a seal man
Beatin' my chest like a ape mane, I'm steady rockin' Supreme, not rockin' no BAPE mane
These n*ggas belong in a trashcan
To keep up wit' me, you gon' spend your last man
Wit' the choppa, I'ma bad man
I got your b*tch suckin' di*k on the headstand
Never leave without the pipe mane, lookin' for money, then I'm the right man
Diamonds they hittin', they fightin'
f*ckin' these b*tches, excited
Kick her out, only one night man
When I pull up, sh*t is gon' get excitin'
Ice on my wrist, Ben & Jerry
Havin' more water then ferry's
We gon' spin on your block like the ferris
Pull up and flex, you gon' be embarrassed
I gave the bando my hand in marriage
All of these horses, I don't have a carriage
They know I'm in the field like Barry
I handle the rock, its no need to carry
I keep me two Glocks, they always get carried
n*ggas be clowns jus like they livin' in [?]
Hop out, sh*t can get scary
This dirty soda was cherry
[Chorus]
We gon' get married, the [?] my best man
I throw the bands up, underhand
Exotic driver, a wheelman
I call up my shooter, the killman
IceBirds, I'm the bill man, but I never pay a b*tch bill man
These hoes know I'm forreal mane, run down on that boy, yeah, he know drill man

[Outro]
KushForLunch
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