You Ever Icewear Vezzo (Ft. Baby Money)
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[Intro: Icewear Vezzo]
Real street shit
(Yung Go Krazy)
(CarouselBain)
[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
You ever seen a million dollars cash? Huh (Million dollars)
You ever made two-fifty on the bag? Yeah (Bag, nigga)
Richard on my wrist, look how it dance, huh (Bling)
Bitch, I'm a risk taker (Yeah)
Triple up, jump on that road and got it back, yeah
Got a Hublot on my wrist, bitch a one-and-one (Bitch a one-and-one)
Oh, we ain't trippin' on the hoes, so get your money up (Get your money right)
I put Forgis on the tires just to burn the rubber (Skrrt)
Niggas out here switchin' sides, we start comin' up (Comin' up)
Bust a bezel on the side, fifty on the Ro' (Fifty)
Only thing I fear is God, shit, and goin' broke (God)
Dumped a thirty in that five, niggas wanted smoke (Fah, fah)
Told that bitch to go outside, ho, you do the most (Ho, you do the most)
I told Jett I'm comin' 'Dweller, bitch, you know we twins (Twins)
Get 'em whacked if niggas tellin', put that on my kids (On my mama)
I brought twenty to the club just to throw to Izz (Rest in peace)
Takin' penitentiary chances just to win, if them pigs come, it is what it is (Yeah)
Glizzy or the F&N (Fah)
Had the yard up and helped at my old bid, ask Ben (No cap)
Was shittin' back when Webbo had Marauder on them spins
And rocked G's for the dubs, sellin' forty and a ten (For the high)
Real street shit
(Yung Go Krazy)
(CarouselBain)
[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
You ever seen a million dollars cash? Huh (Million dollars)
You ever made two-fifty on the bag? Yeah (Bag, nigga)
Richard on my wrist, look how it dance, huh (Bling)
Bitch, I'm a risk taker (Yeah)
Triple up, jump on that road and got it back, yeah
Got a Hublot on my wrist, bitch a one-and-one (Bitch a one-and-one)
Oh, we ain't trippin' on the hoes, so get your money up (Get your money right)
I put Forgis on the tires just to burn the rubber (Skrrt)
Niggas out here switchin' sides, we start comin' up (Comin' up)
Bust a bezel on the side, fifty on the Ro' (Fifty)
Only thing I fear is God, shit, and goin' broke (God)
Dumped a thirty in that five, niggas wanted smoke (Fah, fah)
Told that bitch to go outside, ho, you do the most (Ho, you do the most)
I told Jett I'm comin' 'Dweller, bitch, you know we twins (Twins)
Get 'em whacked if niggas tellin', put that on my kids (On my mama)
I brought twenty to the club just to throw to Izz (Rest in peace)
Takin' penitentiary chances just to win, if them pigs come, it is what it is (Yeah)
Glizzy or the F&N (Fah)
Had the yard up and helped at my old bid, ask Ben (No cap)
Was shittin' back when Webbo had Marauder on them spins
And rocked G's for the dubs, sellin' forty and a ten (For the high)
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