Ice Cream Truck SugarHill Keem

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[Intro]
Smokin' on JB, CSG, top opp, motherfuckin' demon
Be home real fuckin' soon, EOS, nigga
Free top opp demon, grrah (Jack my shit)
Go get that, go get that, so jack my—

[Chorus]
And you better move proper (Okay)
Move Look, he don't fuck with the Flockas (At all)
Move Look, he be totin' his knocker (Gang, gang)
She a thot, I'm beatin' her box down
Ayo, Setty, we smokin' your father (Dummy)
Spin the Sev lookin' for a target (Uh-huh)
And she just wanna move
I put the gun right in my bitch boot

[Bridge]
Grrah, everybody shot (Gang, gang-gang-gang)
Smokin' all deads (Jack my shit)
Okay, o—, let's move (So jack my shit)

[Verse 1]
Don't run, I got a new move
Cardi B, and you gettin' it too
Heard you fuck with the Flockas so you gettin' boomеd (Uh-huh)
What the fuck? (Grrah)
Move tact', one thing about Movе, he don't cap in his raps (At all)
Who that? I'ma flock at that V, so you better move fast (Jack my shit)
Her ass fat, I beat it then dip (Uh-huh)
Niggas mad 'cause I'm smokin' on 'Rip
Who that? Yeah, we yell, "Don't trip" (Bitch)
Rah-Rah, he got hit in his shit (Grrah)