❅ Ice Cream Cones Lil Soda Boi (Ft. ST$ Boys)

Bitch im geeked like woah
All i smoke is that dope
All that i chase is that dough
Tryna count bankrolls
Smokin loud like bowls
Got my wrist on froze
Cold like ice cream cones
Thick like ice cream cones
Bitch im geeked like woah
All i smoke is that dope
All that i chase is that dough
Tryna count bankrolls
Smokin loud like bowls
Got my wrist on froze
Cold like ice cream cones
Thick like ice cream cones

I want that bread on the real
Catch me hoppin state to state wit these double seals
I want that head on the real
She look like she suck a nail out a wheel
Pockets fat like uncle phil
Like we was trappin in beverly hills
Blue benjis get you killed
Like nigga i put in blood sweat and tears
I got some [?]
Money taller than a chandelier
Blunt longer than a spear
I fuck yo bitch lookin in the mirror
Never let a hater interfere
They only mad they ain't make it here
I got big diamonds in my ear
You ain't talkin money make it hard to hear
We used to post at the corner stone doing anything for some wealth
So why would i front you for when i can go juug it myself
I used to be broke hittin stores for a belt
And now [?] overwhelmed
She told me she got a man
This daddy dick had her over him
My money [?]
I ball in seattle like shawn kemp
I fucked her in my timbs
Fresh hunnids is a strong scent