This is Movie Music

Bitch I'm ice cold, Im a fucking lich

Trynna break the ice with this fucking bitch

Yeah my wrist gold she all on my dick

And my veins froze, blood up on my lip

When my eyes are closed I cannot see shit

Why try so hard? I'm already rich

I need a new soul, sell it for a whip

Drop it to the floor, Suicide Buick

Suicide be sick

My ice is nice yeah, yours is counterfeit

Your eyes are nice, yeah, I can't look at it

Put a bullet where my mind is, suicide shit, I hope you don't mind it

Do you realise? You're moving on both sides

Trynna be just like me but you're really in disguise

You're really in disguise, yeah yeah

I need you out my life, yeah yeah

Coz it's been on and on, yeah yeah, shawty my debuff

You were the only one I had, now it's not enough

I'm Dennis Rodman in this bitch these pussies making me laugh

I got Kim Jong up on my phone he want your world to collapse

If she a freak, I'm a freak, she got bleach for that ass

Getting queso, you a zero, so your bitch on my sack

Bitch I'm ice cold, Im a fucking lich

Trynna break the ice with this fucking bitch

Yeah my wrist gold she all on my dick

And my veins froze, blood up on my lip

When my eyes are closed I cannot see shit

Why try so hard? I'm already rich

I need a new soul, sell it for a whip

Drop it to the floor, Suicide Buick