[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Drop a hook on these n***as like I was Magic
Doctor J, but I'm blowing hay with the Mavericks
Metal detectors, but my lethal weapon plastic
Wet all the hecklers, how I deal with all the madness
I go shopping with bitches who into fashion
Spending numbers, go distance you can't imagine
Falcon, big Willie with all the assets
Wrap my face on the boats that go the fastest
A bad bitch, I'm busting all on your lashes
Fairy tale, this n***a living so lavish
LOL, these bitches bend over backwards
I fared her well, no tripping, go 'head and ask her
Iced out, this like Alaska
No need for running with them rappers
Now you running with the rich n***as
Let's go shopping for the drip with us

[Chorus: Rick Ross & Wale]
Uh
Warm words in a cold world (Cold world)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
I'm Alaska (I'm Alaska)
I flew them bitches to Alaska (To Alaska, Wale, Double M Genius)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
[Verse 2: Wale]
Okay, live from the holy warehouse, all of my soldiers there
N***as bearing arms for real, this shit like Soldier Field
And everything I've achieved was really off of skill
And everything they've received was on somebody bill
Blog era supervillain, I been hard to kill
Cannot be stopped 'til I turn this block into atom-ville
Olu, the pretty broads go too
I make them jawns get it together like seven-oh-two
Ooh, yeah, I'm Alaska
Love a lot of women, but trust me, it never last though
Mm, I might fly to Alaska
Or maybe Miami, are you really Udonis Haslem?
N***as sending shots, this the last call
Bunch of glass jaw n***as typing with they caps on
We ain't tripping, what you mad for?
You can have her back, she ain't even got a passport

[Chorus: Rick Ross, Wale, & Future]
Uh (Dog, nah)
Warm words in a cold world (Nah, cold world)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
I'm Alaska (I'm Alaska, Pluto)
I flew them bitches to Alaska (Yeah, to Alaska, yeah)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (Yeah, and the homegirl)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
[Verse 3: Future]
King Pluto, think I'm illuminati, Birkin boo
I just upgraded another one, the diamonds blue
Give her a dub for a purse, that ain't into a n***a
Give 'em a dub, get you murked, n***as murdering n***as
Ice vanilla chinchilla, n***as roll with the killers
Send load to the floor and then lay 'em like a caterpillar
I'm coast to coast, I do this shit, I'm mad familiar
I'm papi in Brasília
I know these streets'll kill you
I tripled up my net worth, went and purchased me a pavilion
I'm plugged in with Siberia
She compliment the swag, make a n***a feel imperial
Do the dash-dash, I get ghost with a baddie
Emilio Pucci gon' have a bitch splashy
Let her ride foreign just so she won't be tacky
Silent like a killer with that drr, let it ring
Since you wanted stars, gotta fuck me like a king
Different lifestyle, different clarity for a queen

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Warm words in a cold world (Cold world)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
I'm Alaska (I'm Alaska)
I flew them bitches to Alaska (To Alaska)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)
Iced out shorty and the homegirl (And the homegirl)