Intro Quality Control, Migos & Lil Yachty (Ft. Gucci Mane)
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[Intro: Gucci Mane & Quavo]
Hah
DJ Durel
Burr
Hah
Money
[Verse 1: Quavo, Gucci Mane, & Lil Yachty]
It's all love, I ain't trippin', it's all love (It's all love, hah)
Gave my jeweler an M and told him, "Ice the club" (Ice me up, burr, burr)
She keep looking for tips, I gave her a cookie nub (Here, cookie)
'Cause we looking like icebergs, looking like glacier thugs (Uh!, glacier, glacier)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
All us got coupes so we racer boys (Hoo)
Nut on her face, she gon' taste the boy (Ugh)
Youngest in the room (Yeah)
Hit a street sweep, no broom (Yeah)
Sawed-off pump go boom (Boom)
Old ass nigga thought Lil Boat was a coon
I reserved his daughter for June (Yeah)
Beat that pussy to a tune (Skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Iceberg, ice trays
We the culture, nigga, no tidal, but we the wave (Yeah)
White ice, dark shades (Yeah)
They think I'm workin' at Krispy Kreme, ice glaze
I can get sick with the jewelry, no A's
And my hundreds old, just look at the age (Wow)
I get the bag and walk on the stage
Glacier Boyz, just call us new ice age
Hah
DJ Durel
Burr
Hah
Money
[Verse 1: Quavo, Gucci Mane, & Lil Yachty]
It's all love, I ain't trippin', it's all love (It's all love, hah)
Gave my jeweler an M and told him, "Ice the club" (Ice me up, burr, burr)
She keep looking for tips, I gave her a cookie nub (Here, cookie)
'Cause we looking like icebergs, looking like glacier thugs (Uh!, glacier, glacier)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
All us got coupes so we racer boys (Hoo)
Nut on her face, she gon' taste the boy (Ugh)
Youngest in the room (Yeah)
Hit a street sweep, no broom (Yeah)
Sawed-off pump go boom (Boom)
Old ass nigga thought Lil Boat was a coon
I reserved his daughter for June (Yeah)
Beat that pussy to a tune (Skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Iceberg, ice trays
We the culture, nigga, no tidal, but we the wave (Yeah)
White ice, dark shades (Yeah)
They think I'm workin' at Krispy Kreme, ice glaze
I can get sick with the jewelry, no A's
And my hundreds old, just look at the age (Wow)
I get the bag and walk on the stage
Glacier Boyz, just call us new ice age
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