Get It On Ice Lyrics

I don't know what it is I get it on nice

On nice, get it get it on nice, I don't know what it is

I get it on nice get it on nice get it get it on nice

I don't know what it is I get it on nice On nice, get it get it on nice

I don't know what it is I get it on nice

Get it on nice, getting get it on nice

This is for my dealers in the Deck Pitching weight up off the set

For the glass and the Chi we breaking off no lying

No high but it's to the left Rolled up take a whiff

Sonny listen to me while blazing this is key One out of three the DB leauge

From the bottom, yes E on the throttle Just supreme shoot hollows

Swag on a hundred I'ma tag anyone of ya

Bag up like the mafia choppers cutting bra

You think they want it? Yes, yes

Think they own it? Yes, yes

Adlib it out, ayy

Let me get em now

Sick as it may be the sight of the G is needed

Kicking the ball's the key you know I'ma get it heated

Catch a breath I will leave em randomly from the speech

And then I'm taking it easy playing a bread is cheesy

Been here never quit I'm just some special shit

I don't know what it is the hook bout to tell a bitch

I don't know what it is I'll get it on nice

On nice, get it get it on nice

I don't know what it is I'll get it on nice

Get it on nice, getting get it on nice

I don't know what it is I'll get it on nice

Get it on nice, getting get it on nice

I don't know what it is I'll get it on nice

On nice, getting get it on nice

I'm so cold boy you can call me Gracie

It's the tip of the iceberg I know you haters hating this

One of the realest like frostbites you gon' feel me

Fuck what you're saying motherfucker cause I'm chasing millions

We building this foundation that nigga's catching feelings

So take a chill pill before we really hurt your feelings

Spitting fridges rhyme yeah bitch I'm freezing spirits

I'm nothing nice with a pen when I start to write

So think twice yeah your boy is so gutter with it

I spit hot shit but yet so cold with it

Arctic rhymes boy yeah I'm so dangerous with it

Brains freezing rap rappers so you know I did it

Sub-zero temperature when I walk in it

Not from the bling but the rhymes when I go to spit it

Sense L, Buck yeah I know your sucker's feel it

To all the realest now fuck boy deal with it

I don't know what it is I'll get it on nice

On nice, get it get it on nice

I don't