ICED TEA

歌手: Young Nudy 21 Savage Project Pat Coupe • 专辑:PARADISE • 发布时间:2025-08-08
作曲 : Quantavious T. Thomas/Edward Maclin Cooper III/Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Patrick Earl Houston/Gian Piero Piccioni
Coupe
Ice on my neck and teeth
Shinin' like a Christmas tree
I'm just out here stackin' chips
Project makin' money flips
Security strapped with extra clips
Meaning they comin' with extra sticks
I'm designer from head to toe
My fans gon' want some extra pics
Rack after racka, back after backa
God blessin' me so the money don't lacka
Track after tracka, stack after stacka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
No sellin' cracka, ain't going backa
If you don't work, then you don't eat
If you don't work, then you don't eat
If you don't work, then you don't eat
You don't grind, you don't shine
I'm in the hood and my car forever shine
I cannot watch a nigga 'cause I'm blind
I don't pay that broke shit no mind
Too much for the watch, ain't wastin' no time
You talk cheap, ain't no talkin' to slime
This shit in my mouth is a wedding at a time
I got these diamonds, I slither 'cause I'm slime
Niggas salute me, that's word to the wise
I am made different, I'm not one of your kind
Just 'cause they left me, my steel on my side
Feeling entitled, man, pussy nigga, die
I'm makin' money, I make it worldwide
I'm in Dubai, nigga, think I'm third eye
Throwin' the pyramid in the sky
Sacrifice opps, 4L till I die, nigga
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Cut off your head like a chicken, you fried
Fried, fried, fried, you fried
Put on a mantel and nothin' but your mind
Your mind, nigga, I told you
Money and reefa, that's all on my mind (Yeah)
Playin' the game and smokin' with vibes
She want a show, it get icey on live
Ice on my neck and teeth
Shinin' like a Christmas tree
I'm just out here stackin' chips
Project makin' money flips
Security strapped with extra clips
Meaning they comin' with extra sticks
I'm designer from head to toe
My fans gon' want some extra pics
Rack after racka, back after backa
God blessin' me so the money don't lacka
Track after tracka, stack after stacka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
No sellin' cracka, ain't going backa
If you don't work, then you don't eat
If you don't work, then you don't eat
If you don't work, then you don't eat
'79 Camaro with the T-tops (Yeah)
G Block with my G-Lock
I'm a soldier like the Reeboks (21)
Say you want a brick, the bros like **** 'em, serve him sheetrock (**** 'em)
Switch gon' fan the crowd down, that shit sound like a beatbox (**** 'em)
Swervin' on them Forgis, ****, I ran into a speed bump (21)
When it's smoke, we get down to the root, we want the tree stump (Facts)
Nigga won't catch me lackin', never, pussy boy, I keep one (On God)
Opp ho blow my phone up all day, say she want to freak some' (On God)
****in' ratchet hoes my whole life, I ain't never eat one (21)
Big dawg in my hood, bitch, I'm pullin' up to beat some' (21)
Give they ass the belt every time them niggas tweet some' (Big facts)
All them licks I hit, my mama knew I was gon' be some' (Big facts)
You want the shine but forgot about grindin'
Ice in the watch, I forgot about timin'
Don't hang in the hood, they with the slimin'
Don't hang in the hood, they with the slimin'
Stack after stacka, rack after racka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
Stack after stacka, rack after racka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
Ice on my neck and teeth
Shinin' like a Christmas tree
I'm just out here stackin' chips
Project makin' money flips
Security strapped with extra clips
Meaning they comin' with extra sticks
I'm designer from head to toe
My fans gon' want some extra pics
Rack after racka, back after backa
God blessin' me so the money don't lacka
Track after tracka, stack after stacka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
No sellin' cracka, ain't going backa
If you don't work, then you don't eat
If you don't work, then you don't eat
If you don't work, then you don't eat
Stack after stacka
Rack after racka
Stack after stacka
Rack after racka
If you don't work, then you don't eat
📥 下载LRC歌词 📄 下载TXT歌词

支持卡拉OK同步显示,可用记事本编辑