[Intro]
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin
Yeah

I was on the molly, bitches out in Boston (Whoa)
Fucked the bitch in Follies, her pussy was awesome (Uh)
Rockstar life Jeff Hardy, do tricks like Mat Hoffman (Wow)
She just wanna party, she do that shit often
She gon' suck my dick until she start gaggin' and coughin'
Am I scared? No, hardly, I deserve a heart lift
My new crib, it's so big, this shit got a office (Whoa)
I was off a thirty, this shit made me nauseous
My new car on derbies, automatic parking
Ballin' in my jersey, in the streets I'm Jordan
12 chеcked me, then thеy took my gun
Me, no trippin' 'cause I got a whole nother gun (Grah)
If she leave me, yeah I've got a whole 'nother one (Yeah)
I put that on my son and I ain't even got a son (Uh)
Red green, beam green, bitch I never miss (Whoo)
She sucked the lines up out my dick like it's a peppermint (Yeah)
I get the cheese, like I work for the government (Dang)
I'm an alien lookin' for your mother ship (Yup)

[Chorus]
420 up in London
I'm a problem, call the ombudsman (Oh yeah)
Me and Murda, we up to somethin'
I was on the hound and almost caught me at Fort Nelson
Mr. Hustle-hard, now they claimin' they my cousin (My cousin)
I fuck your bitch, now she thinkin' I'm her husband
I'm in some Balmains, these jeans they cost a dozen (12)
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' (Uh)
[Outro]
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
Yeah