Yeah, Yeah!
Ice in my dreams
I been a sigma since
I was sixteen
I **** on your bitch
I take her right back
To her nigga, 'the streets'
They don't know this shit
My nigga Tycoon pulling
Up with the lean!
That's me on the mix
I'm not really good
But I'm not really shit
They trapping like this?
It sounds really hard
But there's no compe-T
I did a forty
Then back to the streets
I'm popping a xanny
I drive obsolete
They pointing directions
They pointing at me
I'm godly as ****
Don't you with a beast
Italian monster
I look for a feast
These Bloemfontein leighties
Ain't shit to the king! (eyy)
They saucing at me
They driving their jeeps
I'm taking their bitches
Your body for keeps
Don't wanna be caught
With the lions and sheep
Lil Baddie a trophy
They crafted for me
Ain't chopping like this
Been the hottest since
I was a kid (Sheesh)
Don't you worry
I'm getting my lick
Couple dawgs out
Don't know what's the sitch
Way too clean
What do you mean?
I'm a beast
A machine
Don't pardon my reach!
Tryna eat
You don't wanna go against
The whole team
Them niggas are mean
We don't puff regular
Too many on my cellular
My shit getting heavier
Tryna get a new Patek yeah
(Yeahhhhhh)