Lil' Rock, Guwop, New 1017, it's all ice, it's 2016 Lil' Ice Boyz, we gon' make a hit 1017, it's all ice, it's boyz I think Wap got too many cars I think I f***ed too many broads I know some n****s got shields off the Prius On the first that they touch They went right back to sellin' that horse From the back, make a tongue out and screamin' for God Yo, Lupana got wack and I heard that you saw her I'm rich from the trenches, ride, ride with the stitches I feel like I don't mind, I might spin out of fun She died, she was bad, but that f***er too bold Let me talk about bodies, these f***ers ain't scared I hit from the three, I feel like Robert Owen All these f***ers so funny, shut up, Marlon Got a pipe while I blink, I was already pulled I get high like the Eagle, feel like I be sold I got a f***er up inside of my clock I see the opps, you know that we makin' a pull All because you're a Lil' Fiend, yeah Just put my f***er all up inside, it look pretty All these f***ers tryna act vain But they know there ain't nothin' Stop tryna play like you sedated Like he let my brother know, come through and hit it I'm just tryna smash Turned up a n***a, but it different for me Every week, I pop out with another Left it in there and play it like, damn Where the f*** did the rubber go? That quick when they think about track and fire My lil' brother turnt up, I was sellin' balls She pull up, get naked, then touch her toes It's antisocial, might not even leave, I can go do a show Ayy, oh, big 10 sound team I like them blue hunnids and pink fifties But still in love with green Still might go side for the team Bought a glove from my partner, AK with a built-in beam No one tried to see me on the scene I'm on Adderall 30s, all Pacno beams 10 sound teams on Ice and Balls I think Wap got too many cars I think I f***ed too many broads I know some n****s got shields off the bridge On the first that they touch They went right back to sellin' that ho From the back, make up town, got her screamin' for gold Yo, La Palma got wack and I heard it, you saw it Don't reach from the trenches, ride around with the sticks Lil' Rahe got plenty Glocks Goo Wap got too many watches Four doors, two doors, hella options Choppa on me, don't do the boxin' Big rings on like Lil' Baratze Fist take pics like paparazzi Call him Gucci, cause he beat the body My man matchin' like Versace Gucci shoes on, no Huarache Put him on TV, hush-a-tush-a Now they callin', tryna squash it Young n****s with me on Oxycontin Hear real stuff, I need Dr. Martens She a cougar, b***h, what about your body? Real big n****s like Dolly Parton My top rolled, pulled to the party Pour the party s*** on everybody New Lambo, I'm goin' Scotty Rich, white, wet with me, and he on the money Close your brain, work on the dolly Touchdown, PJ, b***h, trialin' Denali, drop out of high school, f***in' college This time, T's on Ice and Ball I think Wap got too many calls I think I f***ed too many broads I know some n****s got shields off the bridge On the first that they touch They went right back to sellin' that ho From the back, make a tag outta screaming for gold Yo, Lupana got wack, and I heard that you saw it Don't reach from the trenches, ride, ride with extensions Hold extensions, I'm out of the club Don't get too f***in' rocked