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fna - ice lyrics

[part 1]

[intro]
yeah hey
this is the laziest sh_t that i ever wrote but somehow it works

[chorus]
i f_cked the b_tch yeah
ice on my wrist yeah
i f_cked the b_tch yeah
ice on my wrist yeah

[verse 1]
ice, ice, ice, b_tch i’m freezing
gangrene for my hands i’m ’bout to lose them
chains weight more than your apartment
i go around with 2 men, 2 bodyguards cause i’m important
ice, ice, i’ll ice the world like swerzie, yeah i’m heavensent
chains weight more than your apartment
chains weight more than your apartment
you’re broke can’t pay the rent
yeah, i play with them bands
yeah, i skrrted the whip with no hands

[chorus]
i f_cked the b_tch yeah
ice on my wrist yeah
i f_cked the b_tch yeah
ice on my wrist yeah
[bridge]
ice, ice, ice, b_tch i’m freezing
b_tch i’m freezing
ice, ice, ice, b_tch i’m freezing
b_tch i’m freezing

[verse 2]
cold as f_ck, might drop a new album and call it make it pop
cause i make hits on hits
don’t give a f_ck about your sh_t (hey)
it’s time to quit
unlit like your b_tch after 20 pills, aye
i got big guap, 3 hoes that want to f_ck (hey)
ballin’ like i’m shaq (hey)
what the f_ck is up? (hey)
i got this motherf_ckas askin’ for more
f_ck the b_tch like she never seen before
ice on wrist, diamonds lit
and i need more

[interlude]
wait, wait, wait, wait…
aye, switch everything up, yeah
give me the other beat

[chorus]
i f_cked the b_tch yeah
ice on my wrist yeah
i f_cked the b_tch yeah
ice on my wrist yeah
[part 2]

[verse 3]
hey
i got this motherf_ckas askin’ for more
f_ck the b_tch like she never seen before, hey
ice on wrist, diamonds lit
and i need more, hey
walk up in the store
bought the cheapest sh_t
100 on my feet (feet)
hey
i take her to my crib
i f_ck and then i dip (dip)
ah, she likes my drip, uhh, sh_t, aye
fist fight with her man, i got the b_tch, aye
producing the sh_t like i’m 6ix, aye
making beats, making hits, making heat
i’m not like you, you f_cking pr_ck, aye
hands on her ass like a joystick
playin’ with your b_tch, she sucks my d_ck
with that red lipstick
you dipsh_t, you didn’t hear me? aye
gang up in this b_tch with my sidekicks, yeah
pop champagne the album’s out
sorry for the wait
scream loud, make me proud
sing the lyrics everytime i come around
b_tch
f_ck this sh_t

- fna lyrics

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