Music: Marquette Monroe/Denzel Rae Don Curry
I stand on the backseat and shoot out the ceiling, I tie up my dreadlocks to look more appealin' (Damn)
My young nigga just got booked for a body, I told him, "Don't give up hope and appeal it" (Fah)
Project, baby, you wouldn't understand, this life that I'm livin' if you didn't live it (Aw, ugh)
I hit his car up with so many bullets, on block, Exhibit couldn't even fix it (Brrt)
I told God, "If my homie got devious ways, I'ma kill him soon as he reveal it" (Fah, fah)
I had a show out in Houston, my blow homie gave me a Draco and told me to kill it (Good luck)
****in' on fine shit, fine shit, I put ice on a ho when the bitch turn frigid (Damn)
I got pulled over in a SRT, but the fed' was a fan, he ain't give me no ticket (Aw, ugh)
This, this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice)
Quit tellin' me what you gon' buy, uh (Yeah), I tell 'em just do it like Nike, uh (Damn)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Damn)
Yeah, I can turn a nigga white tee tie-dye (Uh), I was in high school high sky high (Damn)
Who brought the chop'? They can kiss 'em bye-bye (Brrt), I pull up and bully nigga like a fish fry
She gave me the poom-poom, that shit fire (Yeah), she say my name, screamin' out, "Big Fi" (Yeah)
Her best friend mad she ain't get no tries (Bitch), snake-ass bitch got a UTI, yeah
Play with my top, I'll ice your nigga (Boom), I walk in the club at the pipe show, nigga (Yeah)
So many guns like a pipe show, nigga (Damn), I'm the big slime, bitch, I'm a python, nigga (Damn)
Pussy, you greener than GEICO, nigga (Damn), I'll put all my opps on they cycle, nigga (Damn)
Face shot, now you a cyclone, nigga (Damn), mix the brown with the white like Michael, nigga (Aw, ugh)
This, this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice)
Quit tellin' me what you gon' buy, uh (Yeah), I tell 'em just do it like Nike, uh (Damn)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Damn)
Bitch, think I got a lot of gold rings, these mother****in' brass knuckles, uh
If I got a 30 on my hip, that means I'm chillin' 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 mother****in' knife, this ain't a pick, this a mother****in' scythe (What?)
This ain't no molly, it gotta be ice, let 'em mix it all up with the Tuss' and the Sprite
Let's go, bustin' if I got a manifesto, TEC 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 (Aw, ugh)
This, this not molly, it's ice, uh (Damn), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Damn)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Yeah), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice)
Quit tellin' me what you gon' buy, uh (Yeah), I tell 'em just do it like Nike, uh (Damn)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Damn), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Aw, ugh)
This, this not molly, it's ice, uh (Yeah), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Yeah)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Yeah), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Damn)
Quit tellin' me what you gon' buy, uh (Yeah), I tell 'em just do it like Nike, uh (Aw, ugh)
This not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice), this not molly, it's ice, uh (Ice)
Ice, ice, ice
Ice, ice, ice, ice
Yeah, damn
Ice, ice, ice