뮤직 비디오
유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Lil Mosey
랩
작곡 및 작사
Dylan Cleary-Krell
송라이터
Lathan Echols
송라이터
Royce Pearson
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Dez Wright
프로듀서
Royce David
프로듀서
Leslie Brathwaite
믹싱 엔지니어
Joe LaPorta
마스터링 엔지니어
가사
And you know my ice drip, nigga
Rose gold, from my lip, nigga
Last show, a lil' trip, nigga
I froze out my neck and my wrist, nigga
And you know my ice drip, nigga (Ice drip, nigga)
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip, nigga (My lip, nigga)
Last show, had to make a lil' trip, nigga (Lil' trip, nigga)
I froze out my neck and my wrist, nigga (My wrist, nigga)
Ayy, and you know my ice drip, nigga (Drip drip, nigga)
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip, nigga (My lip, nigga)
Last show, had to make a lil' trip, nigga (Lil' trip, nigga)
I froze out my neck and my wrist, nigga (My wrist, nigga)
Count a bankroll, all-white tinted Range Rove' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Baby on my dick, she say it's hard to keep her legs closed (Legs closed)
I was dead broke, kickin' doors to get this peso (Peso)
Bro 'nem catchin' cases, duckin' opps, we had to lay low (Lay low)
Road runnin' shit while we floated off the Faygo (Yeah)
Hoes on my dick, I'ma beat it if you say so (If you say so)
That's why she mad, 'cause I can't stay faithful (No)
All she ever wanted was the motherfuckin' bankroll (Bankroll)
Since I blew up, ice drip, water bustdown (Bustdown)
When I was a youngin, man, I flipped 'bout a whole pound
Four to the neck, pour it up, make you slow down (Slow down)
When I'm in your city, bet I pull up, shut your shit down (Shut your shit down)
And you know my ice drip, nigga (Ice drip, nigga)
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip, nigga (My lip, nigga)
Last show, had to make a lil' trip, nigga (Lil' trip, nigga)
I froze out my neck and my wrist, nigga (My wrist, nigga)
Ayy, and you know my ice drip, nigga (Drip drip, nigga)
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip, nigga (My lip, nigga)
Last show, had to make a lil' trip, nigga (Lil' trip, nigga)
I froze out my neck and my wrist, nigga (My wrist, nigga)
Took your last bitch, she had me right, yeah (Had me right, yeah)
But only linked up for the night, yeah (For the night, yeah)
She blowin' up my phone, I had to block that shit (Lil' bitch)
'Cause bitch, you a hoe, better stop that shit
I was dead broke on some stank shit (Stank shit)
Tote a pole, hit a lick, we on the same shit (Bah-bah)
I know you niggas on that fake shit (On the fake shit)
I know these bitches on the same shit
Swervin' with my nigga, yeah, we ridin' (Ridin')
And my reckless G's, yeah, they slidin' (Slidin')
Yeah, fuck being broke, I got to grindin' (Grindin')
And I can't slow down, 'cause now I'm shinin' (Now I'm shinin')
And you know my ice drip, nigga (Ice drip, nigga)
Rose gold, see the tint from my lip, nigga (My lip, nigga)
Last show, had to make a lil' trip, nigga (Lil' trip, nigga)
I froze out my neck and my wrist, nigga (My wrist, nigga)
And you know my ice drip, nigga (Drip drip, nigga)
Rose gold, tint from my lip, nigga (My lip, nigga)
Last show, a lil' trip, nigga (Lil' trip, nigga)
I froze out my neck and my wrist, nigga
Writer(s): Dylan Taylor Cleary-krell, Lathan Moses Stanley Echols, Royce David Pearson
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