[Intro: Icewear Vezzo, The ATG]
Phew, phew
Phew
'Wear
Bitch, on God
ATG
Big [?]
How we comin'
Huh, phew
Yeah
What?
Count the money up
No twenties, no fifties, all hunnids
Iced Up Records
What?
Big gang shit
Ayy, mm

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Hellcat, back to back, Lamborghini Urus
She only suck a dick, I think this bitch is on her period
I'm tryna stuff a hunnid in these 'Miris, I've been curious
Pop out, light up the whole block, shit gettin' serious

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Richard Mille, brought that dollar plain, this bitch a sixty
Slide to Magic City with them Demons, through two-fifty
[?] I be trippin', keep a fourty stand-up clip just like my Pressi
Count on Nipseys, poke through Lizzies
Pop two Perkies and get buzy, huh
Thirty in my glizzy, sixty-two, shit, on that skizzy
I put sixes on my Bentley, fuck the opps so we ain't friendly, nah
I be in them trenches, I got rich with all my niggas
Trust no hoes, be in they feelings, fuck them racks, we run up millions, nigga
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