[Intro: Icewear Vezzo]
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
Big up on them niggas
[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, aw shit, I got dog shit, hmm
Aw shit, I got dog shit, yeah
Aw shit, I got dog shit
See this water on my wrist, this shit frostbit, hmm
Aw shit, I got dog shit, yeah
Aw shit, I got dog shit, bitch
Aw shit, I got dog shit
Got a crew full of bosses, we all rich, ugh
[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Got it stuntin' in my pocket, it's gon' touch the ground
We ain't playin' 'bout that pape', bitch, we gon' hunt him down
Spent a ninety on my wrist, it's time to double down
180K, this Richard stainless, bitch, I'm from the Mile
That shit you signed your life away for, that shit petty to us
Had lil' gang 'nem take it from him if he don't sell it to us
Fuck a label and big homie, we already movin'
Some my niggas rap, some of 'em rob and got that fetty movin' (Iced Up Records)
Don't ever listen to they songs, we know that they be cappin' (Cap)
Two bust Cubans 'round my necklace cost a baby mansion
Yeah, blew ten thousand in the club, ain't even pay the dancers
Twenty racks hangin' out my Gallys, bitch, I'm rainin' fashion, ugh
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
Big up on them niggas
[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, aw shit, I got dog shit, hmm
Aw shit, I got dog shit, yeah
Aw shit, I got dog shit
See this water on my wrist, this shit frostbit, hmm
Aw shit, I got dog shit, yeah
Aw shit, I got dog shit, bitch
Aw shit, I got dog shit
Got a crew full of bosses, we all rich, ugh
[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Got it stuntin' in my pocket, it's gon' touch the ground
We ain't playin' 'bout that pape', bitch, we gon' hunt him down
Spent a ninety on my wrist, it's time to double down
180K, this Richard stainless, bitch, I'm from the Mile
That shit you signed your life away for, that shit petty to us
Had lil' gang 'nem take it from him if he don't sell it to us
Fuck a label and big homie, we already movin'
Some my niggas rap, some of 'em rob and got that fetty movin' (Iced Up Records)
Don't ever listen to they songs, we know that they be cappin' (Cap)
Two bust Cubans 'round my necklace cost a baby mansion
Yeah, blew ten thousand in the club, ain't even pay the dancers
Twenty racks hangin' out my Gallys, bitch, I'm rainin' fashion, ugh
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