Iced out Castles lyrics

by

Sickboyrari


[Intro]
Goth Money Records
[?]
I probably had, like, eighty, ninety bags of crack on me
Beamer, keys out, bring the skis out
Hoes out, cotton mouth, I'm depressed now
I probably had, like, eighty, ninety bags of crack on me
(Bring the keys out, keys out, oh, oh, oh)
This is for Heaven Hit and I'm out in Texaco with all the foreign girls
[?]

[Chorus]
Beamer, bring the keys out, bring the skis out
Hoes out, I got cotton mouth, I'm depressed now
Gothed out, sh*t is Godfather when I mob out
Sawed-off to my b*tch jaw, it's a waterfall
Beamer, bring the keys out, bring the skis out
Hoes out, I got cotton mouth, I'm depressed now
Gothed out, sh*t is Godfather when I mob out
Sawed-off to my b*tch jaw, it's a waterfall

[Verse 1]
Gucci ho, Gucci-Gucci ho, need a Gucci witch
Triple stacks in her ass crack, make that ass clap
Smokin' blunts, tears put it out, gotta light it up
Light it up, crew sus' as f*ck, I'on give a f*ck
Diamond nuts on her MySpace, with a diamond sl*t
Tops baked, yellow gold in my mouth, eatin' steak
Chef Kray, Gucci goth b*tch look like Mary Kate
On a date, pills in her shake, watch her ass shake
Stripper ho strippin' on a pole by the water doe
Waterfalls, elegant-ass n*ggas, diamonds in my jaw
Hunnid goth, hunnid thou' art piece chillin' on the wall
Art rich, with the mills clique, icy goth b*tch
[Chorus]
Beamer, bring the keys out, bring the skis out
Hoes out, I got cotton mouth, I'm depressed now
(I probably had, like, eighty, ninety bags of crack on me)
Gothed out, sh*t is Godfather when I mob out
Sawed-off to my b*tch jaw, it's a waterfall
Beamer, bring the keys out, bring the skis out
(I probably had, like, eighty, ninety bags of crack on me)
Hoes out, I got cotton mouth, I'm depressed now
Gothed out, sh*t is Godfather when I mob out
Sawed-off to my b*tch jaw, it's a waterfall

[Verse 2]
Jewels on, dirty jewels on, on a pay phone
Trap goth, Gucci trap goth, nothin' trap god
Gold mouth in Atlantis, b*tch, we dancin'
Silk robes, look so handsome in the castle
Anti, we so anti like Gucci
Uzi and a MAC-10 in the back den
Posi, we so posi in a Audi
Art show with a art ho, make her dye it
Pieces worth a thousand, I'm one-thousand
You one-hunnid, I'm so dirty, she's dirty
Ain't sh*t, jewelry on my neck make you faint, b*tch
Sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm not sorry
[Chorus]
Beamer, keys out, bring the skis out
Hoes out, cotton mouth, I'm depressed now
Gothed out, sh*t is Godfather when I mob out
(I probably had, like, eighty, ninety bags of crack on me)
Sawed-off to my b*tch jaw, it's a waterfall
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