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I got ice all on my leash (I got some risking to do, numbers weren't makin no sense) I keep my bitch all on that leash (Had to put gold on my wrist, Diamonds be shinin' they gliss) She count that money while I sleep (Now when I wake up I shit, Alla my numbers legit) She suck that pipe until it leaks (Woke up it feels good in dis bih) She throw that back I'm goin deep I got some risking to do Numbers weren't makin no sense (Right cool) Had to put gold my wrist Diamonds be shinin' they gliss (Right cool) Now when I wake up I shit Alla my numbers legit (Right cool) Woke up it feels good in dis bih Woke up it feels good in dis bih They say switching ain't da same now Canary bricks all da chain now Different cities know ya name now Bicep emoji turn to flames now Put da yams on da skee Numbers risin, shit is steep They linin up like Mickey D's Flew it in from south Belize Spread dat shit like a disease Hop out hop out da benz Takin ya bih to da keg Arm on her leg Run up a cheque like da feds Smoke it out away Rollin a pound a da meds Trippin a nigga been bool Drop outta school Likely to carry da tool (Pew pew pew) I protect all of my jewels Case dey try makin a move I got ice all on my leash I keep my bitch all on that leash She counts that money while I sleep She suck that pipe until it leak She throw that back I'm goin deep I got some risking to do Numbers weren't makin no sense (Right cool) Had to put gold my wrist Diamonds be shinin they gliss (Right cool) Now when I wake up I shit Alla my numbers legit (Right cool) Woke up it feels good in dis bih Woke up it feels good in dis bih My white girl being stingy like she is with seasoning On thanksgiving evening but it's young nigga season I just ride round dolo now days I move solo Relationships a no go got the vision slow mo Me and The Chevy Caprice Muscle The Beauty & Beast's Got all this ice on my leash Light up the street like Polices I took a risk took a chance Used to be bagging up xans Used to have holes in my pants Gucci belt holding my pants I don't feel too vocal, my city's too social Everybody's nose full talking future, hopeful Fake love fake love Fake fame fake buzz I don't know you It's 88McGrady, baby I'm the go to I got ice all on my leash I keep my bitch all on that leash She counts that money while I sleep She suck that pipe until it leak She throw that back I'm goin deep I got some risking to do Numbers weren't makin no sense (Right cool) Had to put gold my wrist Diamonds be shinin they gliss (Right cool) Now when I wake up I shit Alla my numbers legit (Right cool) Woke up it feels good in dis bih Woke up it feels good in dis bih
Writer(s): Shakqueel Burthwright, Derek Bissue, Joseph L'etranger, Jeremy Mcintyre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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