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Ice Spice

アーティスト：NLE Choppa  アルバム：Ice Spice - Single  作曲：Cubeatz, NLE Choppa & Tay Keith 

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I'm messed up, gang I'm comin' back for everything I deserve, yeah (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Grr I ain't gon' lie, you niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble) Can't sign that shit 'til is double ('Til is double) Rich young nigga can't get in no scuffle I'm 'quipped with the blick, that's on my brother (Grr, grr, grr) Take a risk everyday with my life, I'ma roll that dice like it's ten of folks Go to the bank, deposit money every weekend and bitch 'til I break that ho (Break that ho) Nigga say that I ain't got enough money in my pocket, pussy-ass nigga need some more (More money) I ain't been asleep in good damn week, I'm missing that, but you can't say I'm broke Me and my brother had bunk beds, I was on bottom of it down there to the floor Now when you step in my crib, you can lay on my bed with twenty-somethin' hoes (Twenty bitches) Clip so long, look like turkey legs, thank God everyday that I ain't dead (I ain't dead) Dirty ass gang, gotta know how to play it Got to keep my head with one in the head (One in the head) Blowing it fast, he like the steak (Like the steak) 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 a nigga fake dead, bitch, stop playin' (Grr) First lil' deal, I took a lil' bit out of that, then twenty K on a nigga neck (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah) Up a couple mil's, still went on a drill, I'm a CEO when I'm on the field with the ratchet Throw my dog a bone and he went to go fetch When he brought the bitch back, had a whole damn sack (Oh, yeah) Bleed purple, see purple, weed purple, niggas know this shit be Crip (Shit be Crip) Small circle, start to irk her, bitches 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', drugs workin', lanes swervin', in a vert', somethin' I'm workin' (Come on) Woah, 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 niggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got nothin' for 'em



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