Iceberg Slim

Parkdale Cartel

I dick her down and then I dip

Don't stick around, don't stop to think

It slow me down

With the 'fro out bitch I'm pimpin', your bitch fuckin'

For the clout

No, you didn't feel me but you feelin' different now

I know you didn't feel me but you feelin' different now

Why you frontin' like we close, my ****?

We just took a pic, I ain't your bro, my ****

Hood rich off the flip, could get the quote, my ****

Got no sleep at night, made my dreams my real life, ****

Yo, whippin' up the dope, that's my elixir

Got them hoes inside the kitchen and they both just steady whippin'

From the snow

Convos with models, they think that we're dating

Ooh, she look away 'cause I'm intimidating

I dick her down and then I dip

Don't stick around, don't stop to think

It slow me down

With the 'fro out bitch I'm pimpin', your bitch fuckin'

For the clout

No, you didn't feel me but you feelin' different now

I know you didn't feel me but you feelin' different now

Ay, ay, I just hit a lick, I ain't missin' you

Two bitches and they friends, tongue kissin'

Hop up on a plane, go missin'

Woke up far away, felt different

Baby mama spoiled, still bitchin'

Ay, admit it if I said it, I admit it

Ay, cut off all my hoes, it felt different

Ay, had to cut off all my hoes, I felt different

Ay, I guess the feelin' different

Ay, guess the feelin' different

Ah, guess what? I'm still indifferent

Oh, that's why I'm still in

I got her slavin' for the dick

This bitch be crazy for the dick

If she don't make a **** rich

I don't need that fuckin' bitch

I don't need no fuckin' friends

When I'm countin' all this money

I don't need no fuckin' friends

When I'm countin' all my money

And I could have bought a Benz

But I cut off all my friends

Then I ran up on a check

Got cheetahs cuttin' checks

Had to cool it with the checks

But I copped these Off-Whites

For them off-site meetin's

Gettin' home to big bags

Gettin' to the big bag

(****) Bad in the big leagues

(Big leagues) These **** gotta feel me

Parkdale Car-

Parkdale Cartel

I got her slavin' for the dick

This bitch be crazy for the dick

If she don't make a **** rich

I don't need that fuckin' bitch

I don't need that fuckin'

I don't need that fuckin'

I don't need that fuckin' bi-

I don't need no fuckin'

(Fee-Fee-Fee-Feelin' different now)

Drop my daughter off at school

Okay, I'ma be the bad guy

Make a upload to the clouds

Okay

Come back down to racks

Okay, I'ma be the bad guy

(Racks) (Okay)

Rakin' in these racks

(Racks) (Rakin' in these racks)

No middleman, no meddlin'

No, no settlin'

New ting, tryna settle in

I got several of 'em

The camera's outside when I slide

(I can't lose, hey)

Can't lose you

The camera's outside when I slide

(I won't lose)

Hey

Can't lose

I won't lose

Hey

Can't lose you

I won't lose

Hey

I can't lose

Can't lose you

I won't lose

Hey

Can't lose

Can't lose

Can't lose

Can't lose

(****)

Won't lose

Can't lose, ****

What I'm gonna do?

Other that what I do?

I can't lose

I won't lose

Hey

I got her slavin' for the dick

This bitch be crazy for the dick

If she don't make a **** rich

I don't need that fuckin' bitch

And I don't need no fuckin' friends

When I'm countin' all this money

I don't need no fuckin' friends

When I'm countin' all my money