Hop in the car and I race (skrrt)
I see the stars in the Wraith (yeah)
Talkin' my shit in your face (face)
I might just spit in your face (ho)
Blood on my shoes 'cause they bled (bled)
On the runway, it be red (red)
You can't keep me out your head (head)
Ho, keep my name out of your thread
Kick it with hoes, I don't pick if you broke
The reason I'm different, I do what you don't
You do what you can and I do what I want
The second that I get turned off then it's on
Money my mood, make a million a month
This easy like Evel Knievel to stunt
In order to get it, bitch, you gotta hunt
I'm done with the gossip, believe what you want (bitch)
Everybody follow me, real niggas follow me
Bitch niggas follow me, mad 'cause I got a be
One of the bitches gettin' money in this economy
You sick about it? Do somethin' about it, happy Halloween
Boo, scary-ass ho
Lookin' like Cinderella lost her shoe
That lil' budget won't make me move
I'm too rich to lose my cool
SS, mmh
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
I know you sick of the sea (sea)
I spent a mil' on a key (key)
Water dripping on the tits (ooh)
Look at the brick on my wrist (yeah)
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
I know you sick of the sea (sea)
I spent a mil' on a key (key)
Water dripping on the tits (ooh)
Look at the brick on my wrist (yeah)
I got 'em mad now (huh)
I can feel the tension and bad vibes
Aimin' for these hoes like a headshot (yuh, yuh)
Never lettin' up, I ain't playin', nah
Ice, baby, that shit dripping on me (ice)
I can't fuck the nigga, treat him like a homie
Only speak on my name if you really want it
I'm the golden ticket, this ain't Willy Wonka (uh)
You niggas ain't stoppin' shit with me
Why all the broke bitches wanna beef?
Money talk, I'm speaking Guapanaese
I don't fuck with rats, I'm gettin' to the cheese
Ain't no comin' back if I say I'ma leave
Don't know they act, got him all on his knees
Got a fake page, I see you stalking me (what?)
Super Soak', I think he falling deep
Fuck a opp, bitch, you not in my league (yeah)
Duckin' cops, I ain't checkin' the speed (nope)
Gucci socks, we got matchin' APs
Boss bitch, I'm who they wanna be
Boo, scary-ass ho
Lookin' like Cinderella lost her shoe
That lil' budget won't make me move
I'm too rich to lose my cool
SS, mmh
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
I know you sick of the sea (sea)
I spent a mil' on a key (key)
Water dripping on the tits (ooh)
Look at the brick on my wrist (yeah)
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
Ice, ice
Baby, baby
I know you sick of the sea (sea)
I spent a mil' on a key (key)
Water dripping on the tits (ooh)
Look at the brick on my wrist (ayy)
You niggas ain't stoppin' shit with me
Why all the broke bitches wanna beef?
compositores: Tamia Carter - Bradley Powell - Brett Clarey - Malik Hargis - Earl Patrick Taylor - Eshan Patel
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