Icy (feat. KidDave)
Yung Drops
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I see, Icy, I see Why she left me bad Spicy like the icey When she blow the bag Cops can’t decap me I’m a let them slide it on slightly I don’t wanna see a Nike or a Nike When she on my lap I see, Icy, I see Why she left me bad Spicy like the icey When she blow the bag Nah, Nah I’m just gonna pop that bitch, better pop her just like Nah, Nah She knows my name but she don’t know what I look like Nah, Nah I been telling facts but she turn it down with two likes Nah, Nah Yea, I feel like Icy, Icy, Icy Man I got that bag, now she telling me she wanna be my wifey wifey wifey I was down bad, sleeping on the floor now she telling me she like me, like me, like me I’mma say it loud until everybody know Got me feeling like I’m Nike, might be Spike Lee Dressed up in a white tee I’m tryna get in my bag, I’m tryna get in my Wraith (ahh) I know they thinking it’s easy but they don’t know what it takes (yah) I’m tryna be rich like Roddy, that’s why I’m grinding every day (ahh) I didn’t get rich off of trying, I know there ain’t no other way I’m feeling like the man, I’mma blast off Now I’m coming up in the game, I’m feeling like Future, I’m taking my mask off I see niggas on the daily switching lanes, tryna find out who fake, man I swear they don’t last long They ain’t pay attention back then, now these hoes hit me up, say they messed with my last song KidDave and Yung Drops finna come, they know how we doing, we coming in too strong I kept you way too close to my heart Don’t lie, I know it’s been this way all from the start I can see it in your face, I got you all mad and shit Way too excited she wanna have a lick If she pop it all, go relax a bit You're my ride or die, ahh Spend a couple bags on designer My bitch fire, I had to cosign her Had to hit you up to remind ya I been ignoring lately Going too far, let me put it to side Lose your attitude, baby If you wanna try and get in my ride, yea Ride me like a freeway, way too crazy around me these days At the party, she don’t want me But still, she’s on my lap Ride me like a freeway, way too crazy around me these days At the party, she don’t want me But still, she’s on my lap I see, Icy, I see Why she left me bad Spicy like the icey When she blow the bag Cops can’t decap me I’m a let them slide it on slightly I don’t wanna see a Nike or a Nike When she on my lap I see, Icy, I see Why she left me bad Spicy like the icey Nah, Nah I’m just gonna pop that bitch, gonna pop her just like Nah, Nah She know my name but she don’t know what I look like
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Written by: Anirudh Sangra, David Chomba, Jez Minfaq
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