Lyrics: Jenevieve Johnson/Freddie Gibbs/Salma Norma Calhoun
Music: Jenevieve Johnson/Freddie Gibbs/Salma Norma Calhoun
Don't mess with my ice game unless you want trouble (Ooh, yeah)
If you throw a fit, bitch, yeah, I got a muzzle (Ooh, yeah, ooh)
Might dip, I'm a flight risk, oh-woah (Ooh, yeah, ooh)
The way you move, baby, need a body double (Ooh, yeah, mm)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You ****in' with the right man, the ice-cream man (Yeah, mm, Yeah)
Footlocket, white Nike, tall white-tee man (Yeah)
Watching Martin in the apartments while I slice these grams
I turn a one into a two like they was Siamese twins (Woo)
I'm movin' like a need a body double (Hey)
But I'm Gangster Kane, I do my own stunts
Dip the seven deuce and got the chrome brush (Yeah)
On the road like seven days a week, man, I ain't home much (Yeah, yeah)
Chasin' ass and bad-tour habits could **** your home up, yeah
Let's take a toast to my toxicity (Yeah)
Ralph Tresvant, you need a man with sensitivity (Bitch)
I double back and try to smash, girl, we got history
Thick like grits, I reminisce when you was dissin' me
Now I'm in the section havin' extra dough and specials with directors
I can Bentley coupe a bitch or go electric with the Spectre (Yeah, yeah)
On a night shift, I run a tight shift, I'm faithful now
But for the right bitch, I'll be your flight wish, you gotta hold it down
Don't mess with my ice game unless you want trouble (Ooh, yeah; yeah, yeah, you gotta hold it down)
If you throw a fit, bitch, yeah, I got a muzzle (Ooh, yeah, ooh)
Might dip, I'm a flight risk, oh-woah (Ooh, yeah, ooh)
The way you move, baby, need a body double (Ooh, yeah)
Came from the A, then I went to the West
Now I'm here sippin' orange wine
****, I look like tryna spend this dough when this face don't decline ('cline)
I'm in the spot on the way to the top, do not waste my time
Came out the rubble, stain me a couple, look at how time fly (Fly)
Flight risk, I like this, enticin' (Ah)
Undermined, once you see the way, I'm icin' (Uh-huh)
From New York, so the sauce I get, priceless
Out the gutter where I come from, shit might get (Yeah)
All infused in the minute, make a move to the middle (Yeah)
Know you suave, don't swindle (Uh-huh), meet my ass half way (Uh-huh)
In the mood, feelin' supple, since it's two, that's a couple (Yeah, uh-huh)
And there's room for a "**** you," if I don't get my way, okay? (Yeah, yeah)
Like my bubbles in the bath bouquets
D'ussé should get to pourin' when you see my face
This cake could be yours if you got some steak
And I like my meat well done, **** up the plate
Don't mess with my ice game unless you want trouble (Ooh, yeah; Don't mess with it, don't, don't, don't)
If you throw a fit, bitch, yeah, I got a muzzle (Ooh, yeah, oh)
Might dip, I'm a flight risk, oh-woah (Ooh, yeah, ooh)
The way you move, baby, need a body double (Ooh, yeah)
Don't mess with my ice game unless you want trouble (Ooh, yeah)
If you throw a fit, bitch, yeah, I got a muzzle (Ooh, yeah, ooh)
Might dip, I'm a flight risk, oh-woah