Ice Cold lyrics

by

Curtis Roach


[Verse 1]
Fake n*ggas, fall back
n*ggas really thinking that they all that
Only come around
When they see a n*gga balling
When he bossed up
n*ggas Wanna see you falling
Aye Imma get this sh*t regardless
Imma get it all regardless
n*ggas didn’t wanna help
A n*gga When he starving
Now they see we eating
And they all tryna harvest
I’m tryna be the hardest n*gga
Under the moon
Outta the blue
Got alot of n*ggas outta their shoes
Out of their boots‚ on to their toes
I’m on to go apply that pressure
Chain on my dresser feeling fly‚ Interstellar
Couldn’t find nothing better
Than a n*gga like me
19 still gotta show em I.D
Pretty model type n*gga
With the tucked white tee
Lil shawty gassed up
And you hoes on E
Coming out my I.V
Ice cold
Feeling like Im 3K
I’m cold
Swagging on a weekday
b*tch I’m ice cold
Shawtie say name like
I’m Mike Jones
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Still tippin' in my Honda Civic
Windows broke‚ not tented
But you still better
Mind your business
All my n*ggas push it to the limit
Pot of gold on us
Cause i get it how we live it
Skin clear glowing, you a blemish
I replenished with the new Drip
Young kid, spit wild‚ like I’m toothless
Style looking smooth
Whole sound is a movement
Leave the whole crowd like “wow!”
When I do this
Who does it better?
I bet you couldn’t with that effort
Sick when they see me
My adversaries under cold weather
They try to read me
Like I be morse code letters
But I’m harder to crack
Ice caps, I’m so clever
I’m so pepper, You so salty
So get off me
Highly Caffeinated
You know I’m still off the coffee
Thinking I won’t get it
My n*gga then just watch me
Back then they didn’t want me
Now they on me
I’m Mike Jones
[Chorus]
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