ICED TEA (Explicit) 歌詞
ICED TEA (Explicit) - Young Nudy/21 Savage/Project Pat/Coupe
Lyrics by：Quantavious T. Thomas/Edward Maclin Cooper III/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Patrick Earl Houston
Composed by：Quantavious T. Thomas/Edward Maclin Cooper III/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Patrick Earl Houston/Gian Piero Piccioni
Produced by：Coupe
Coupe
Ice on my neck and teeth
Shinin' like a Christmas tree
I'm just out here stackin' chips
Project makin' money flips
Security strapped with extra clips
Meaning they comin' with extra sticks
I'm designer from head to toe
My fans gon' want some extra pics
Rack after racka back after backa
God blessin' me so the money don't lacka
Track after tracka stack after stacka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
No sellin' cracka ain't going backa
If you don't work then you don't eat
If you don't work then you don't eat
If you don't work then you don't eat
You don't grind you don't shine
I'm in the hood and my car forever shine
I cannot watch a nigga 'cause I'm blind
I don't pay that broke **** no mind
Too much for the watch ain't wastin' no time
You talk cheap ain't no talkin' to slime
This **** in my mouth is a wedding at a time
I got these diamonds I slither 'cause I'm slime
Niggas salute me that's word to the wise
I am made different I'm not one of your kind
Just 'cause they left me my steel on my side
Feeling entitled man pussy niggas die
I'm makin' money I make it worldwide
I'm in Dubai nigga think I'm third eye
Throwin' the pyramid in the sky
Sacrifice opps 4L till I die nigga
Gang gang gang gang
Cut off your head like a chicken you fried
Fried fried fried you fried
Put on a mantel and nothin' but your mind
Your mind nigga I told you
Money and reefa that's all on my mind
Yeah
Playin' the game and smokin' with vibes
She want a show it get icey on live
Ice on my neck and teeth
Shinin' like a Christmas tree
I'm just out here stackin' chips
Project makin' money flips
Security strapped with extra clips
Meaning they comin' with extra sticks
I'm designer from head to toe
My fans gon' want some extra pics
Rack after racka back after backa
God blessin' me so the money don't lacka
Track after tracka stack after stacka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
No sellin' cracka ain't going backa
If you don't work then you don't eat
If you don't work then you don't eat
If you don't work then you don't eat
'79 Camaro with the T-tops
Yeah
G Block with my G-Lock
I'm a soldier like the Reeboks
21
Say you want a brick the bros like **** 'em serve him sheetrock
**** 'em
Switch gon' fan the crowd down that **** sound like a beatbox
**** 'em
Swervin' on them Forgis **** I ran into a speed bump
21
When it's smoke we get down to the root we want the tree stump
Facts
Nigga won't catch me lackin' never pussy boy I keep one
On God
Opp ho blow my phone up all day say she want to freak some'
On God
******* ratchet hoes my whole life I ain't never eat one
21
Big dawg in my hood ***** I'm pullin' up to beat some'
21
Give they ass the belt every time them niggas tweet some'
Big facts
All them licks I hit my mama knew I was gon' be some'
Big facts
You want the shine but forgot about grindin'
Ice in the watch I forgot about timin'
Don't hang in the hood they with the slimin'
Don't hang in the hood they with the slimin'
Stack after stacka rack after racka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
Stack after stacka rack after racka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
Ice on my neck and teeth
Shinin' like a Christmas tree
I'm just out here stackin' chips
Project makin' money flips
Security strapped with extra clips
Meaning they comin' with extra sticks
I'm designer from head to toe
My fans gon' want some extra pics
Rack after racka back after backa
God blessin' me so the money don't lacka
Track after tracka stack after stacka
Louis V belt with a Louis backpacka
No sellin' cracka ain't going backa
If you don't work then you don't eat
If you don't work then you don't eat
If you don't work then you don't eat
Stack after stacka
Rack after racka
Stack after stacka
Rack after racka
If you don't work then you don't eat