1017 SO ICEY GOTH SQUAD lyrics

[Hook]
Iced out wrist, iced out b*tch
Iced out wrist, iced out b*tch
Iced out wrist, iced out b*tch
Iced out wrist, iced out b*tch

[Verse 1]
Iced out chips, iced out whips
Ten Gucci chips, ten Gucci whips
Iced out wrist, might drown my b*tch
Ten cellphones, might flip the b*tch
Eight dime bags, might smoke a b*tch
Came through the function on a f*cking drip
Steeze on yo' hoe, iced out glow
Four gold rings, iced out rolls
n*gga drop the motherf*cking iPhone
Bring the Jeeps out, b*tch give me dome
Ice iced out, iced out crib
Everything iced out, even adlibs

[Hook]
Iced out whips, iced out b*tch
Iced out whips, iced out b*tch
Iced out whips, iced out b*tch
Iced out whips, iced out b*tch
[Verse 2]
Pink Benz Jeeps, iced out rims
Two flip phones, iced out chips
Iced out crib, iced out piece
Iced out art, iced out face
Pink cheetah fleece, hoe it's b*tch Mob
All white on, hoe it's Goth Money
Finna text the hoe, no free calls
Had to toss the hoe, that's a free ball
At the corner store, with the Asians
Smoking on the thrax, no Jamaican
Everything ice like a freezer, hoe
Iced out Gucci chips, icy Beamers hoe

[Hook]
Ice iced whips, iced out b*tch
Iced out chips, iced out whips
Iced out b*tch, iced out chips
Iced out whips, iced out b*tch b*tch
Iced out b*tch
Goth goth huh huh huh goth
Iced out Crip