You just a girl, well let me know when you tryna be a woman now

You getting dicked on OF with the face showing is something I would allow

Only because you ain't shit and you broke and that's something I'd examine now

Don't come at me like I'm wrong, you a whore in a wooden house

I was fucking bitches so hard when they walked they leaned to the side

Just like a fat bitch wearing crocs, you a heavy burden with a ride

In love with the money and the music, proactivity I applied

I dream to be the best for my mother, to be the man that can provide

I'm still one of the few rocking Coogi sweaters, smelling bougie weather

She look at me for too long she might get tethered

In all honesty, I spend my time cleaning my Eddie Kendricks record

Got cha bitch locked down, I'm defensive player of the year, Kawhi Leonard

To heaven, I'm at the back of 7/11 buying drugs to cure my pain

I'm the original Terrence Thornton, I use bricks for my houses and leave no stain

To change that's something that you arrange

Like when I sock ya stomach

Keep it a bean, keep it 98 and keep the change, you too mundane

I'm Synclair, but my mother is healthy, sin-clair huxtable

Sin because everyone is a sinner, everyone internally is combustible

I'm trustable, I swear I'll come back with a number 12, deluxe double too

When I'm talking, your words ain't shit, I'm uninterruptable

That grabba make you pussy, smoke the whole thing

I'm too paranoid of being hurt yet I seem too controlling

"You're fucking revolting" Well I wish your parents did a bit of scolding

Because you such a bitch that don't even know how to do her own thing

Uh, iceman

That shit said by the iceman

That shit said by the iceman

That shit said by the iceman

Uh, uh, baby