Rip Icewood

F-F-Flying up the mall

In an all red Range

Songs bang'n, big dumb ice chain hang'n

They kept that shit came from a distance but I peep ****

The only **** to rap about his hood is still being it

Wishin' a **** would talk shit

Spent off and came back, pocket full of dog shit

Everything a **** said I couldn't do I went and did it

I drop, really do it, little bitch, because I live it

And ****, I still pull a bitch without no chain or no bus

I'm so ghetto with my pimpin', these hoes know what's up

Bitch, it's all life until I'm gone, five hundred years

We put scopes on all the rifles like we huntin' deers

Touchdown in the D, I show my ass quick

A young **** from seven mile that never had shit

Can't forget the glock, ****'s hot, so never leave it

Yeah 'cause livin' in Detroit you sho' need it

Uh, choices we gotta make 'em

Chances, we had to take 'em

Bitches, we just replace 'em

I'm running outta patience

Hard to work in the basement

I'm the gold and they hate it

Hit the road for that paper

I thank God that we made it

Choices we gotta make 'em

Chances, we had to take 'em

Bitches, we just replace 'em

I'm running outta patience

Hard to work in the basement

I'm the gold and they hate it

Hit the road for that paper

I thank God that we made it

Stack the fifty ball, it took a few weeks

Get a ****'s brains blew out for two beats

B-Blood on my Timb's, now I gotta get some new wheats

Cash pulled up in a rental, he wit' two freaks

Three of 'uaci in the cream soda, this bitch too sweet

Bitch think I'm in love with her, only if she knew me

New ice on the way, I'm feelin' like the new me

My plug dropped off me a half, thanks

Told me do me

My brother came up while scamming, he damn near rich

****'s dropping chains and those bitches don't even hit

Jefe hit us with some new shit, gon' get us rich

Made some extra prose and put some ice on my bitch

My Mexican Carl, he got five hundred pints

When blocked out, I cry five hundred nights

You braggin' about that little cheese, that shit lite

We gunna buy the whole thang if it's right

Sell my shit up out the truck before I settle for some petty shit

Spend it up in hood you all can keep that petty shit

Keep killer's around and they always ready bitch

My new bitch do everything I ask, like she heaven sent

Really I just wanna see my ****'s win

Ballin' on these pussies, wake up do it again

I remember birthdays was the worst days

Now we drop a deuce of Tek when we thirsty

With the city on my back, **** that's ghost shit

****'s runnin' off with crumbs, real broke shit

****'s bettin' against me so I threw the whole bitch

Lame ****'s sold their soul for a rose kit

Choices we gotta make 'em

Chances, we had to take 'em

Bitches, we just replace 'em

I'm running outta patience

Hard to work in the basement

I'm the gold and they hate it

Hit the road for that paper

I thank God that we made it

Choices we gotta make 'em

Chances, we had to take 'em

Bitches, we just replace 'em

I'm running outta patience

Hard to work in the basement

I'm the gold and they hate it

Hit the road for that paper

I thank God that we made it