Ice Takeoff (Ft. Icewear Vezzo)

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[Verse: Icewear Vezzo & Takeoff]
...tryna turnt some (Brrt)
Big gang in my city, I press buttons and don't talk about it
I ain't never been the type of nigga to tell a bitch about my business
But I tell you it's about a hundred K or more dropped up on this Richie (Richie)
Not to mention these chrome heart jeans with the patches, shit expensive (Chrome heart)
I made that bitch give me brain, no dental, then I go play with her mental
Yeah, put twenty fours on my Lambo
Pop my trunk to fix my engine (Skrrt)
These hoes be tweakin'
This B.M. tryna fuck but she be in my mentions (Hmm)
Hunnid rounds, got [?] in that drac, it's extensions (Ba-boaw)
F&N, and F&H, they twins, look like twixes (Twins)
Niggas talkin' that ra-ra, go in they chin, crinch 'em
Known to hang a nigga by his neck, lynch man (Lynch 'em)
Servin' that chicken like churches, get you a biscuit, come get a (Shh)
Don't play with the gang, I'm payin' a ticket, shit gon' get wicked (Wicked)

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo & Takeoff]
Yeah, icy (Fuck nigga)
Icy (Pussy)
This bitch icy (Icy)
Ice (Ice)
Icy
Bitch we icy
Ice...