[Verse 1:]
Walking on ice
Sorry she told you about it she right
100 on my wrist 100 on my bitch, don't feel it dawg get used to it
Yeah, My pockets fat
All the hoes lose confidence now they know that
Tell your bitch i make it stack
Wrapping it but noticed that girl was wack
She caught on me tell me something i don't know
Hey, don't wanna fuck me i doubt it
Hey, still taking dope on the low low
Fucking your girl with a Gopro
Damn she's not my type but the vibe made me fuck her
Shout out to my n***a cooler
Shout out to all my n***as smoking ganja
Blow that bitch up like osama
Going in like it was easy
She keep on calling me zaddy while this one's calling papi
This shit is getting confusing
Nah,you know i am not losing
Yeah, i know this bitch is thirsty
Ain't freaking out cuz i got the juice on me
I tryna slow down but the gas won't let me
I tryna go home your momma won't let me
Yeah, all i wanna do is money
All you wanna do is hate me
[Hook:]
Just wants to make dough with fun though
No I will not fuck on that hoe
Yeah, Getting calls my bad not answering
Don't worry my shit is not lurking
Bands on my hands ready to get them dancin
Don't feel my n***as man you flexin
Slow down we ain't in a hurry
So What don't you just hit on that brocoli
Counting my papers all hunnid
Just got her number well fuck it
You know my shoe game is solid
You should be ready like rocky
My pockets are stuff like a turkey
Let it bang right in her pussy
Wanted a piece of my cake, Nah
Wanted a piece of my dick, yeah
[Verse 2:]
Told myself the fuck outta here
Like this shit is crazy
Kinda lazy
Money heavy
Raining bills on my head
Getting this bitch in one night
Getting this shit in one try
Ain't about that simple life
I'm about the super style
Yeah, this kid is making me laugh
This bitch is making mad
Hold on, Just got my ounces back
Feed me with some stacks
Fuck them lil rats
Ukulele on this bitch
This cookie cost me a 100
Wake up, saw her face and start running
Flex on my ex like my boy uzi
Aim the Rari
Shit, I forgot the phillies
She's on prada
I give the D she thank me
I'm just like De Nada
Trying these hoes like trousers
Blocking these shots howard
Working on it I'm winning
Bape in my head i like it
Bands in my pants I like it
Jugging to the max I hate it
Making them mad I know it
[Hook:]
Just wants to make dough with fun though
No I will not fuck on that hoe
Yeah, Getting calls my bad not answering
Don't worry my shit is not lurking
Bands on my hands ready to get them dancin
Don't feel my n***as man you flexin
Slow down we ain't in a hurry
So What don't you just hit on that brocoli
Counting my papers all hunnid
Just got her number well fuck it
You know my shoe game is solid
You should be ready like rocky
My pockets are stuff like a turkey
Let it bang right in her pussy
Wanted a piece of my cake, Nah
Wanted a piece of my dick, yeah
[Verse 1:]
Walking on ice
Sorry she told you about it she right
100 on my wrist 100 on my bitch, don't feel it dawg get used to it
Yeah, My pockets fat
All the hoes lose confidence now they know that
Tell your bitch i make it stack
Wrapping it but noticed that girl was wack
She caught on me tell me something i don't know
Hey, don't wanna fuck me i doubt it
Hey, still taking dope on the low low
Fucking your girl with a Gopro
Damn she's not my type but the vibe made me fuck her
Shout out to my n***a cooler
Shout out to all my n***as smoking ganja
Blow that bitch up like osama
Going in like it was easy
She keep on calling me zaddy while this one's calling papi
This shit is getting confusing
Nah,you know i am not losing
Yeah, i know this bitch is thirsty
Ain't freaking out cuz i got the juice on me
I tryna slow down but the gas won't let me
I tryna go home your momma won't let me
Yeah, all i wanna do is money
All you wanna do is hate me
