[Intro: Steve Drive & M Huncho]
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm, mm-mm (GX)
Huh-uh (Quincy Tellem)
Hm-mm

[Verse 1: Steve Drive & M Huncho]
This shit was different, I put diamonds on all of them pretty things
Show you the shit that you've been missin', I got just the perfect vision
She's so dirty, but she Christian, this Cali' got her excited
That pussy could see you violent
Busy, she like a tyrant
She asked if I sell bricks, I said, "Baby, I'm half retired"
Don't wanna seem like a liar, so I just have to be honest
This whip, it got four turbos, this pistol, I let her hold it
This pistol, shoots like nuggets, I'm shootin', Nikola Jović

[Chorus: Steve Drive & M Huncho]
I'm doublin' my ice (Doublin' my ice)
A heart colder than ice (I'm doublin' my ice)

[Verse 2: M Huncho & Steve Drive]
Me and thеm boys, we can never rеconcile
Burner in a whip, providin' dirty, btich (Dirty, bitch)
Have you ever reloaded a thirty clip? (A thirty clip)
Baby, don't get scared, this is insurance
I don't lose games and I don't forfeit
I took them bricks to shore
She ain't seen 'em blick before
Said she need a Plain Jane, she fell in love with Audemar'
Came up off the corner store, hand-to-hand and door-to-doors
If I could put this pain in ship we'd float, like an ocean floor
Got me some money, but I'ma need some more
Throw me some lockers, I'ma need some more
I'm on the motorway, she wants, oh
Can't come home (Can't come home)
[Verse 3: M Huncho]
Let her drive, back way the package, I promised the fuckin' Rollie
I'm not Huncho, I'm Mick Foley, these bitches, they do not know me (Know me, bitch)
I only fuck with my main ho 'cause she been through what I've been through
She don't 'cause me no issue, that's why, baby, I feel you
Please don't call me narcissist, baby, I'm a realist
When I leave your crib after we fuck, I hope you tied the brick
You gotta be my ride or die
I ain't got no one on these streets I can trust, this game filthy (Game filthy) and the fellas in it too
The game was really made for us to lose, baby
The game was really made for us to lose (The game was really made for us to lose)
The game was really made for us to lose (I'm doublin' my—)

[Chorus: Steve Drive & M Huncho]
I'm doublin' my ice (Doublin' my ice)
A heart colder than ice (I'm doublin' my ice, I'm doublin' my ice)

[Outro]
G-way or no way