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Ice Spice (Explicit) – NLE Choppa
Lyrics by:NLE Choppa/Tay Keith/Cubeatz
I’m messed up gang

I’m comin’ back for everything I deserve yeah
Tay Keith **** these n***as up
Grr
I ain’t gon’ lie you n***as in trouble
N***as in trouble
Can’t sign that **** ’til is double
‘Til is double
Rich young n***a can’t get in no scuffle
I’m quick with the blick that’s on my brother
Grr grr grr
Take a risk every day with my life
I’ma roll that dice like it’s ten of folks
Go to the bank
Deposit money every week in that ***** ’til I break that ho
Break that ho
N***a say that I got enough money in my pocket
P***y-a*s n***a need some more
More money
I ain’t been asleep in good d**n week
I’m this and that but you can’t say I’m broke
Me and my brother had bunk beds
I was on the bottom of it d**n near to the floor
Now when you step in my crib
You can lay on my bed with twenty-somethin’ h*es
Twenty *******
Clip so long look like turkey legs
Thank God every day that I ain’t dead
I ain’t dead
Dirty a*s game gotta know how to play it
Gotta keep my head with one in the head
One in the head
Bro in the feds he locked up state
Locked up state
Cheap cheese in a spread on his plate
On his plate
Money on his books so you know he straight
Know he straight
Chains so big look like he Jamaican
Jamaican
See them comments sayin’ I’m fakin’
I make n***as fake dead ***** stop playin’
Grr
First lil’ deal I took a lil’ bit out of that
Then twenty K on a n***a neck
Oh yeah oh yeah
Up a couple mil still went on a drill
I’m CEO but I’m in the field with the vets
Throw my dog a bone and he went to go fetch
When he brought the ***** back
Had a whole d**n sack
Oh yeah
Bleed purple see purple w**d purple
N***as know this **** be Crip
**** be Crip
Small circle start to irk her
******* fertile still left it on her lip
On her lip
Mane lurkin’ brain hurtin’ chains hurtin’
Same person thinkin’ ’bout murder
Thinkin’ ’bout murder
Pain perkin’ d**gs workin’ lanes swervin’
In a vert’ somethin’ I’m workin’
Come on
Roll roll up one trap doin’ numbers it jump jump jump
No don’t throw my gun
Get out the car run Forest run run
Oh these n***as my sons
Dead beat to ’em ain’t got nothin’ for ’em
Bad ***** look like Ice Spice
She eatin’ d**k she the real munch
Roll roll up one trap doin’ numbers it jump jump jump
No don’t throw my gun
Get out the car run Forest run run
Oh these n***as my sons
Dead beat to ’em ain’t got nothin’ for ’em
Bad ***** look like Ice Spice
She eatin’ d**k she the real munch
Bad a*s ***** with a whole lot of a*s
Whole lot of cash that’s my type
All eyes on me can’t talk to the h*es
C-Grape go get her he know what I like
Know what I likes
I don’t do trickin’ might pay for the p***y though
Let me know the price it might be right
Might be right
See her print all through her tights
Her camel toe it be toein’ right
Be toein’ right
Queso Frito Lay we count chips we be straight
My ***** she too gay we **** h*es all d**n day
Shoebox turned to a safe
Trap house turned to estate
White bricks over new J’s
Trap fashion runway
One up on me you won’t get that
Couple n***as want they lick back
Want they lick back
**** on n***as like a **** bag
Poppin’ n***as with my rich a*s
With my rich a*s
Run laps on ’em like a zig-zag
Know they big mad ’cause where I’m at
I can’t backtrack made a comeback
I can’t front that I been on that
Grr
She say somethin’ I say nothin’
Grr
Keep on fussin’ I ain’t budgin’
I ain’t budgin’
I’m ’bout it ’cause money I’m touchin’
And plenty ******* I’m *******
Switcheroo a ho real quick
On some real **** I’m P
She say I’m duckin’ no lovin’ no trustin’ ***** I’m me
Roll roll up one trap doin’ numbers it jump jump jump
No don’t throw my gun
Get out the car run Forest run run
Oh these n***as my sons
Dead beat to ’em ain’t got nothin’ for ’em
Bad ***** look like Ice Spice
She eatin’ d**k she the real munch
Roll roll up one trap doin’ numbers it jump jump jump
No don’t throw my gun
Get out the car run Forest run run
Oh these n***as my sons
Dead beat to ’em ain’t got nothin’ for ’em
Bad ***** look like Ice Spice
She eatin’ d**k she the real munch

Bad ***** look like Ice Spice fine a*s

Know what I mean
She eatin’ d**k she the real munch

Comin’ back for this ****

Pay me in respect not money *****

 
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