Mama! This nigga Jay took my Chili Fritos And he won’t give me my change back I ordered an Oreo milkshake, some Chili Cheese Hot Cheetos, and I bought some candy Aye what he say? Aye, it cost to live like this, you heard me?
Drippin’ on these niggas like ice cream I got the juice, High C Buss down they got me icy I got ’em high tech on a high key Drippin’ slow like ice cream Bust in her eye she need Visine She a bad bitch she a dime piece Hunnid bands stuffed in my jeans
Hit it one time now she a single cone She give me FaceTime, no iPhone Freak bitch, you know we gon’ get our freak on Pussy wet like a nigga turned the sink on She want money but all she get is a ding dong Niggas be hatin’, man I gotta get my preach on Yeah, AMB be her ringtone We on My bitch go back and forth like ping pong Can’t get your change back like I’m big Worm Hot boy, no perm Usher, let it burn Jay a one-hit wonder, he spoke too soon Drippin’ sauce on the curb, half cap on a swerve
Drippin’ on these niggas like ice cream I got the juice, High C Buss down they got me icy I got ’em high tech on a high key Drippin’ slow like ice cream Bust in her eye she need Visine She a bad bitch she a dime piece Hunnid bands stuffed in my jeans
Hit it back from the back she feelin’ my drip Hit her wit’ the dick, but none the split There ain’t a bitch that I can’t get Name a bitch that I can’t hit Big bands in my pocket, it can’t fit Ice cream paint job when I lane switch AMB A one M tee, same shit If you play with the fam then the case it
What would you do for a Klondike? I’m only fuckin’ if the body right Shake it fast Make it clap Throw it right I’m too fly for these niggas, I’m scared of heights
Drippin’ on these niggas like ice cream I got the juice, High C Buss down they got me icy I got ’em high tech on a high key Drippin’ slow like ice cream Bust in her eye she need Visine She a bad bitch she a dime piece Hunnid bands stuffed in my jeans