Icing Lyrics

It's like a crime scene

And we going high speed

And the racks remind me

Of the Perfect Timing

And your body's shining

And these bottles pint ting

And I want your cake, hoe

The rest like icing

It's like a tinsel, up on an art piece

She got that wisdom, the head like slimy

And I think I missed em, but I bought it finally

Confronted with crystals, I flooded my timepiece

Drop the top and I cop another wrist watch (Drop)

In the spot and we block the whole bitch off

She be touching on her own body

Everybody in the party watch his own wallet

Hit the turbo on the Phantom like I'm Dope Walker

Eighty-one for Kobe and you know that there is no stoppin'

It's a flex, its a flop like I'm Chris Paul (Like I'm Chris)

Takin' off, break the law and it's lift off (And it's lift)

And it's lift off (And it's lift)

Eight-one for Kobe, yeah, yeah, yeah (The GOAT)

First I'm eight then I'm twenty-four

Then I run yo' bitch to the double O

It's like a crime scene

And we going high speed

And the racks remind me

Of the Perfect Timing

And your body's shining

And these bottles pint ting

And I want your cake, hoe

The rest like icing

It's like a tinsel, up on an art piece

She got that wisdom, the head like slimy

And I think I missed em, but I bought it finally

Confronted with crystals, I flooded my timepiece

Counting cabbage all up in the VIP

Lay up and get lavish layin' next to me

Fuckin' with them average minded not for me (They not for me)

How you just so cold but you lie to me (But you lie)

I just spent these thousands on some new additions

Come split all the icing with the baddest bitches (With the bad)

Know it taste like icing, know it taste like icing

Know it taste like icing, please do not invite me (No)