Imma just rap
Ice what up

[Verse 1]:
One, two, fuck a ho three
Young dude puffin' OG
Got the game locked cause I'm so key
I remain hot, you're a cold breeze
Tank top with some dope jeans
Make guap under most means
Drank a lot to that codeine
Change my thoughts in this slow scene
He's loading his clip
With no motive to miss
As he's browin' the switch
It's a quarter to six
Trick, choke on a dick
And your lotion is slick
I'm focused on getting my piece of the pie
Better make peace cause it's easy to die
Name an MC and I'll eat him alive
And if he still lives Imma leave him with five
Girls just pop and get faded
Earning profit, no wages
You just working off all your payment
With your shirt all off no complainin'
All the girls around are gon' hate it
But your heart is harder than pavement
Get em' balled it all cause you made it
Gettin' dollars, ball rage this now
Workin' for tips
Miss, twerkin' your hips
While you're perkin' your lips
Perfect as this
She's flirtin' with Lyst
As he's burnin' his spliff
Turn it and dip
Turn it and dip
Turn it and dip
You serve that you like how assertive I get
Class is in session, learn and submit