Ice Cream Truck

J Storm

Ratchets on deck, passing pistols to my mans

Three killers with me with ski masks in the van

We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck

Straight out the window like the ice cream truck

Rolling down your block

'Bout to pop like rubber bands

Have them bodies drop

Them kids never had a chance

When I pull up like the ice cream truck

Straight out the window like the ice cream truck

Everywhere I go, **** know I keep the pole

Heater on me like I'm cold

Light your top up like a stove

Broski roll with me before

Therefore he know how it go

If these opps ain't on the block

Then we hopping out kicking doors

I just bought a K ****, I just bought a pump

And they right here in this van we ain't gotta pop the trunk

See, he thought it was safe, he thought all I did was rap

Till I showed up with them straps, then I turnt up to the max, yeah

I be getting paid ****, I be getting guap

I tell bronem get the dough like I heard somebody knock

**** hate me and my mans because we be getting bands

.40 in my pants, tell the opps it's time to dance

Boy, don't make me come find y'all

I be letting that iron off

Head shots when I'm firin' off

Your brains on the sidewalk

And right after I pop 'em I swear I forget about 'em

**** claim the with the shits until I shoot the shit up out 'em yeah

Ratchets on deck, passing pistols to my mans

Three killers with me with ski masks in the van

We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck

Straight out the window like the ice cream truck

Rolling down your block

'Bout to pop like rubber bands

Have them bodies drop

Them kids never had a chance

When I pull up like the ice cream truck

Straight out the window like the ice cream truck

Bitch I think I'm Nino mixed with Al Pacino

Stacking chips like Pringles

I ball like Ochocinco

Ice man Dean Malenko

My wrist look like some sprinkles

Iron in my pants like I'm getting out the wrinkles

Take a **** out and I ain't talking 'bout a date

Cook a **** like a steak and fix his **** like a plate

Like a Pepsi you get popped

Send your ass to Heaven's gates

Got the police on your block

Decorate with yellow tape (Go to church)

Okay fuckboy you softer than Nerf

I'm lurking all through your turf

When I clap at you, I leave families blue

I'mma pop a **** no smurf

These **** clowns and Imma kill a clown so jokers don't post up

Been no joke, I don't smoke but I'mma burn hard when I roll up

My mask on, my gloves on, so I don't give a fuck who see me

That semi pop and start sending shots

I'll put you in a box like Houdini

Get smoked like loud packs when I pull up where your house at?

Y'all bitch ****, Y'all fugazi

My crew crazy, we bounce back

Ratchets on deck, passing pistols to my mans

Three killers with me with ski masks in the van

We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck

Straight out the window like the ice cream truck

Rolling down your block

'Bout to pop like rubber bands

Have them bodies drop

Them kids never had a chance

When I pulled up like the ice cream truck

Straight out the window like the ice cream truck

(Pull up like the ice)

(Straight out the, like the)

(I'mma pull up like the ice cream truck)

J Storm