Ice Cream Truck lyrics

[Intro/Chorus: tenkay ss3bby]
Hoes up, mix it with the [?]
(Yo’ it’s ss3bby big wockisha, yall f*cking with the best)
Every time we pop out on the scene, them b*tches know us
Man you can call me Edward Scissorhands, because im so cut
Based Negative Squad ahead of the game, no boy could coach us
Me and Dj-

[Bridge: Tenkay OOSKULLY]
1c pus*y
Yeah we rockin you motherf*ckers, what we doin’ n*gga?
DJ double-o n*gga

[Verse 1: tenkay]
Im on your block like the ice cream truck, but ain't sh*t sweet
Mane I ain't even finna to waste no time Imma- (Drop that sh*t)
Im on your block like the ice cream truck, but ain't sh*t sweet
Mane I ain't even finna to waste no time, imma keep this short and sweet
Next n*gga diss tenkay, his name gon' pop up around the street
n*gga I was gon' back on my streak, every time I shoot I'm seeing green
b*tch that's an excellent release, if you ain't in the gang then you on knees
The hardwood floors underneath my feet, step in that paint turn into a beast
Christ playing the O like Kobe, n*gga I'm playing the D like Metta World Peace
I feel like Duwap Kaine, when I'm with the gang you know that thing gon tweak
Saying they up before 1c, I know they capping straight out their- tweak
Saying they up before 1c, I know they cap- tweak-tweak-tweak-tweak
Saying they up before 1c, I know they capping straight out their teeth
I f*cked your mom, and recorded it without her knowledge ,n*gga I'm a G
Like a n*gga fiening for an unreleased mixtape, f*ck around we gon get it leaked
I put that on my lil bro Malik, I feel like Chief Keef on the third leek
n*gga changed his name to avoid them allegations, I'm talking bout that n*gga Leek
n*gga I'll call up Chris and leave you lifeless in your garments, n*gga this sh*t could get deep
I'll leave his ass swimming in the sea, Since he wanna rape b*tches like The Deep
What the f*ck made you think it was okay to get another man tatted on your physique
Talking on computers, get him tracked down and break his laptop like SGP
Wanna be a vampire so bad, bite him in his neck with these .223's
Tell that boy Tenkay go lower if he think bout going low
Tell that boy Tenkay go lower- lower- if he think bout- think bout- going low
Tell that boy Tenkay go lower if he think bout going low
n*gga I really be the man, thats why I feel at shawty low
n*gga if thats your b*tch then why I got yo shawty lo'
Like the Pyrex on the stove me and [?]
[Chorus]
Hoes up, mix it with the [?]
Every time we pop out on the scene, them b*tches know us
Man you can call me Edward Scissorhands, because im so cut
Based Negative Squad ahead of the game, no boy could coach us
Me and Dj Double O see double O's and made them triple
Yeah that b*tch might be a dime, but she can't get a nickel
n*gga I be f*cking all the freaky girls that you wish to
All this ice on my body make my balls start to shrivel
I got AR's I got pistols, magazines making centerfolds, press the issue
(The Based Negative Squad b*tch)

[Verse 2: Christ Dillinger]
It smell like pedophile, kick him out
He change his name, still kick him out (Oh my god)
Hit a 100k back to back again
A million streams back to back again
A million streams back to back to back to back to back to back to back again (The Based Negative Squad)
I just served unc, I turned around, where'd he go, he's back in the line
A hundred K back to back to back to back to back to back
Why the f*ck would I sign?
Quick to tell a n*gga or b*tch It ain’t my fault I’m this way, it’s really God’s design
The only green we got is green beams at yo head
n*gga beefing with us he gon' wake up dead
n*ggas start dissin; after they sign a deal
You had to diss to get that deal
They put dissing n*ggas in the opps deal
Opps only get a sign to diss n*ggas
And the opps getting signed to kiss n*ggas
I got crack cocaine at a decent rate
Push her down the stairs if her period late
Christ D don't take back sh*t he said
n*gga owe me money, got me seeing red
I'm fresh as hell, like I'm David Swag
Still f*cked a gringo on the red
Xanax still shaped like Arnold's head
Green beam line his head, now it's red
Driving drunk hit you, leave you dead
Sleeping in the trap, I don't need a bed
Trap on the street, I don't need a house
I don't got to f*ck her, I don't need a spouse
The opps never eat, they don't need a mouth
Trappin' by myself, I don't need to doubt
Christ D drunk, He don't mean to shout
b*tch I'm drunk, I meant to shout
I drink liquor and talk loud
I play with guns and smoke loud
I'm ignorant, they gotta kick me out
I get so drunk they won't let me in
Walk in the liquor store, back again
Tenkay and Dillinger back again
[?] store like "Him again?"
b*tch I got a BB Simon pen
Tell a broke that I'm not your friend
I got that good dope, that he's back again
[Outro]
Oh my god, It's the Based Negative Squad
DJ double-o n*gga