Ice (Explicit)

Ice (Explicit) - Black Fortune

Lyrics by：Marquette Monroe/Denzel Rae Don Curry/Scott Slatt/James Robert Johnson Kirk

Composed by：Marquette Monroe/Denzel Rae Don Curry/Scott Slatt/James Robert Johnson Kirk

Produced by：Scott Slatt/JiKay

I stand on the backseat and shoot out the ceiling

I tie up my dreadlocks to look more appealing

My young nigga just got booked for a body

I told him don't give up hope and appeal it

Project baby you wouldn't understand

This life that I'm living if you didn't live it

I hit his car up with so many bullets on block

Exhibit couldn't even fix it

I told God if my homie got devious ways

I'ma kill him soon as he reveal it

I had a show out in Houston my blow homie

Gave me a Draco and told me to kill it

Fucking on fine shit fine shit

I put ice on a ho when the bitch turn frigid

I got pulled over in a SRT

But the fed was a fan he ain't give me no ticket

This-this not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

Quit telling me what you gon' buy uh

I tell 'em just do it like Nike uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

I canturn a nigga white tee tie-dye

I was in high school high sky high

Who brought the Chop'?

They can kiss 'em bye-bye

I pull up and bully nigga like a fish fry

She gave me the poom-poom that shit fire

She saying my name screaming out big Fi'

Her best friend mad she ain't get no tries

Snake ass bitch got a UTI yeah

Play with my toppa I show nigga

I walk in the club at the pipe show nigga

So many guns like a pipe show nigga

I'm the big slime bitch I'm a python nigga

Posted you greener than GEICO nigga

I put all my opps on they cycle nigga

Face shot now you a cyclone nigga

Mix the brown with the white like Michael nigga

This-this not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

Quit telling me what you gon' buy uh

I tell 'em just do it like Nike uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

Bitch think I got a lot of gold rings

These motherfucking brass knuckles uh

If I got a thirty on my hip

That means I'm chilling with my uncle uh

Uppercut you downward spiral

Hit your organs vital uh

I don't even like to fight bitch

I just like survival

This ain't a sword this a muhfuckin' knife

This ain't a pick this a muhfuckin' scythe

This ain't no Molly it gotta be ice

Let 'em mix it all up with the Tuss and the Sprite

Let's go pussy never got a manifesto

Tech blow heavy metal to the face Deathstroke

Cresto I get the shit that I like

So the crackers gon' think I sell Molly by night

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

Quit telling me what you gon' buy uh

I tell 'em just do it like Nike uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

Quit telling me what you gon' buy uh

I tell 'em just do it like Nike uh

This not Molly it's ice uh

This not Molly it's ice

Ice ice ice

Ice ice ice ice

Yeah damn

Ice ice ice