I-
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck,
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
This year
I got my first Cuban chain
Dude who sold it to me
Told me that the steel was stainless
Thought it was fake
But bought anyways
I found green on my neck
Which means the metal was painted
I'm not speaking on this topic
To name any names
But that shit was lame
Yeah, that shit was lame
Lame
You should make a biopic
For how I was just framed
But that'd give you fame
No, you don't need fame
Fame
I'm not the type to hold grudges
Try me twice, you might need crutches
There's no third strike in my judgment
Smoke you right like my rolled Dutches
That's a hot box
You in a hot spot
You 'bout to get got
Giving me Pop-Rocks
Pull up to my block
I'll show you who's not
Gonna get knocked
Gonna get socked
Body gon' drop
If I have nothing to lose
What's gon' cost?
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice
On my neck
With the noose
On there too
Ice