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My mouthpiece is a light show Sialoquent, cause light snow Head-to-toe dry, ice cold Wristwear Lite Brite, dynamite, might blow 'round me quite froze Anybody talkin' down can die slow I grip grain similar to a rice bowl My toe's on the line like walkin' the tightrope Wear a coat if you ever come near Ice-cold neck reflect like a mirror Everything flawless, clear, and top tier Flickin' like fireworks, lookin' like New Year's New earrings lookin' like floodlights My mouth got permanent frostbite No need for shade, I'm walkin' sunlight No need to hate yet, go'n and sit tight My diamonds sparkle, lookin' like a flare My wrist cost more than a remodeled kitchen Eighteen-inch fifteens what I'm tippin' You ain't gotta ask, you know what I'm sippin' Deuce in a raspa, Wock' ice drippin' Gen4 ready, I ain't never caught slippin' I'm covered up in ice lookin' like Ladies and gentlemen, can I please have your attention? That's not an iceberg, that's my wrist And that ain't no ice block, that's my bracelet Letras de cancionesAntoine to gov' bank, yeah, I'm a bank-head Game so cold, I'm handin' out blankets Back on De Soto where I used to rake it Hard work, teamwork, and dedication Smokin' that pressure, that's why I embrace it Diamonds on the neck poppin' like carbonation I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice My neck is covered in ice (Covered in ice) I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice My wrist is covered in ice (Covered in ice) Got a grill so shiny, got me feelin' like The People's Champ The way I wrote my song, got it soundin' like it was Bandcamp Walkin' with a stick, got me feelin' like Little Bamm-Bamm Yoppers and choppers, gonna pop 'em, they goin' blam-blam I just popped me a Versace Adderall See a building full of bad bitches, yes, I'ma bag 'em all Double cup full of pink, lookin' like it's a Danimal Take a drive by his house and I leave it with damaged walls I'll be bangin' on 979 'til the day that I die Swervin' through the Southside, you can run, but can't hide Too smooth when I groove, I be movin' too clever Up the Glock, can't rock a feather Doin' two hundred in an Escalade, I'm 'bout to break the pedal I'm a rockstar, walk around with a twisted metal OT, you got one gun, no, bitch, I got several Push up to his block, bust it down like a bezel I'ma find me a bopper, get her ass topless Put some meat on the plate like [?][1:58] Pushin' dick in her from the back, got her singin' opera Then she get her happy ass up and cook steak and lobster I swang to the left, I swang to the right Get money all day, fuck bitches all night Buddy say he want smoke, get him high like a kite Had a threesome with a pretty bitch and a fat dyke I'm covered in ice like it's negative thirty degrees No way, José, they ain't heard it from me Bitch, I got me a gallon of Texas tea Fuck plan A and B, I'ma throw him in the sea Anybody say they got a problem, tell lil' buddy knuckle up Soft-ass bitch, I'll call your ass buttercup You thinkin' that you keepin' up, but, lil' buddy, it's not enough Pussy-ass boy, you better keep that lil' chain tucked I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice My neck is covered in ice (Covered in ice) I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice) I'm covered in ice My wrist is covered in ice (Covered in ice) From Letras Mania