Ice Cold Lyrics

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Yeah

My chopper could be in a band, I'm lovin' the way that it sings

Dodgin' the coppers while swervin' the Lam like Sacramento, I'ma King

Ice on my wrist and it's pateks, all of these bitches are addicts

Atop of this shit like an attic, got all of this money just add it

My chopper could be in a band, I'm lovin' the way that it sings

Dodgin' the coppers while swervin' the Lam like Sacramento, I'ma King

Ice on my wrist and it's pateks, all of these bitches are addicts

Atop of this shit like an attic, got all of this money just add it

Gucci's and Prada's and Choos

I promise my hype is real just like the Jews, I move like 2, 3

Momma made me G.O.A.T

Now niggas hate me 'cause I'm all blacked out in a new Mercedes

With a bad, bad bitch and a yellow AP, know I'ma steel her, call me AB

Number one, Tracy McGrady, carry my team like I'm Tom Brady

Roster slim, makin' cuts, they was actin' shady

I'm in the limelight, now you quiet, mime like

Wrist froze, feelin' like a Klondike, I'm comin' and it's on sight

My chopper could be in a band, I'm lovin' the way that it sings

Dodgin' the coppers while swervin' the Lam like Sacramento, I'ma King

Ice on my wrist and it's pateks, all of these bitches are addicts

Atop of this shit like an attic, got all of this money just add it

My chopper could be in a band, I'm lovin' the way that it sings

Dodgin' the coppers while swervin' the Lam like Sacramento, I'ma King

Ice on my wrist and it's pateks, all of these bitches are addicts, (Yeah)

Atop of this shit like an attic, got all of this money just add it

I'm not gonna spare, lyrics like bullets so I'm gonna tare

I would not dare go against me, you need a chair, pull up a seat, I do it with flair

I'm bringin' the heat and I'm seeing her stare

You know she gon' cheat, you say it's not fair

But I promise she leavin' with me, I promise she leavin' with me

I bloody his face, I pick up the pace, you runnin' but this not a race

I'm beatin' the case, you switching lanes but stay in your place

Took your girl 'cause she wanted a taste

We smokin' weed by the pound, I'm the king, I'm needin' my crown

My money tall like trees in the ground

Opps run when they hearin' this sound

My chopper could be in a band, I'm lovin' the way that it sings

Dodgin' the coppers while swervin' the Lam like Sacramento, I'ma King

Ice on my wrist and it's pateks, all of these bitches are addicts

Atop of this shit like an attic, got all of this money just add it

My chopper could be in a band, I'm lovin' the way that it sings

Dodgin' the coppers while swervin' the Lam like Sacramento, I'ma King

Ice on my wrist and it's pateks, all of these bitches are addicts

Atop of this shit like an attic, got all of this money just add it