Ice Spice Lyrics NLE Choppa ft. Fivio Foreign

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Ice Spice Lyrics NLE Choppa
Ice Spice Lyrics NLE Choppa

Song:– Ice Spice

Singer:– NLE Choppa

Featuring:– Fivio Foreign

Album:– The Healing Process

Producer:– Tay Keith

Written:– NLE Choppa & Fivio Foreign

Label:– No Love Entertainment, Warner Music Group & Warner Records

Ice Spice Lyrics NLE Choppa ft. Fivio Foreign

[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!)

[Verse 1]
I ain’t gon’ lie, you niggas in trouble, can’t sign neck, shit till is double
Rich young nigga can’t get no snuffle, two with the blick, that’s on my brother
Take a risk everyday with my life, I’ma roll that thang like 10 folks
Go to the bank, deposit money every weekend and bitch, I break that hoe
Nigga say that I ain’t got enough money in my pocket, ey, bitch ass nigga need smoke
I ain’t been asleep in good damn week, I’m missing that bitch, after she say I’m broke
Me and my brother have both dance, I was on bottom [?] that nigga to the floor
Now you step in my crib, you can lay on my bed with 20 some hoes
Clip so long, look likе turkey legs, stand that nigga then that I ain’t dеad
30 ass gang, got know how the play, gotta keep my head, we one in the head
Blowing the bags, he like the [stake?]
[?] cheese [?], he playin’
[?] and he know he straight
Chains so big look like he jamaican
See them coming, he [?] faking
I make a nigga fake dead, bitch, stop playing
First lil’ drill, take a lil’ bitch, how this that, 20K on a nigga neck
Up a couple millies, get win on a drill, I’m a CEO when I’m on the field with the [?]
[?] we brought the bitch back in the whole damn set
Bleed purple, see purple, weed purple, niggas know this shit be Crip
Smal circle, [?], bitch is fertile, still left that on her lip
I ain’t lurkin’, brain hurtin’, chains hurtin’, same person thinkin’ ’bout murder
I ain’t perkin’, drugs working, lanes swervin’, in a vert’, somethin’ I’m workin’

[Chorus]
Woah, roll up one, trap doin’ numbers, it jump, jump, jump
No, don’t throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, go run
Oh, these niggas my sons, dead beat to ’em, I ain’t got no funds
Bad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin’ dick, she the real munch
Woah, roll up one, trap doin’ numbers, it jump, jump, jump
No, don’t throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, go run
Oh, these niggas my sons, dead beat to ’em, I ain’t got no funds
Bad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin’ dick, she the real munch

[Verse 2]
Bad ass bitch with a whole lotta ass, whole lotta cash, that’s my type
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