Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Programming
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Money)
It's all love, I ain't trippin', it's all love (It's all love)
Gave my jeweler an M and told him "Ice the club" (Ice me up)
She keep lookin' for tips, I gave her a Cookie nug (Here)
'Cause we lookin' like icebergs, lookin' like glacier thugs (Glacier thugs)
[Verse 2]
All of us got coupes, so we racer boys
Nut on her face, she gon' taste the boy
Youngest in the room (Yeah) Hit a street sweep, no broom (Yeah)
Saw'd-off pump go 'boom' (Boom)
Old ass **** thought Lil' Boat was a coon, I reserved his daughter for June (You)
Beat that pussy to a tune (Skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 3]
Iceberg, ice-trays, we the culture, ****
No 'Tidal,' but we the wave
White ice, dark shades
They think I'm workin' at Krispy Kreme, ice glazed
I can get sick with the jewelry, no AIDS
And my hundreds old, just look at the age
I get the bag and walk on the stage
Glacier boy, just call us new ice age (Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr)
[Verse 4]
Gucci Mane a plug, if I ain't even know Take', I'd prolly think he's selling drugs
If I ain't even know Quavo, prolly think he's selling bud
Offset told me sign Pablo 'cause he got designer drugs
**** shootin' in the club
Shitted on my new bitch, then I went and bought a rug (Fur)
Flipped that work with a spatula, wasn't nothin' but a shoulder shrug (Chef Curry)
These bitches on the Bachelor, they know them M's up (M&M)
[Verse 5]
Get in there, know a **** lookin' like a millionaire
Frigidaire, I had the drink, cookin' dope, I'm a motherfuckin' visionair'
Looky there, told the bitch to make a million out the kitchen with no underwear
Get 'em outta here, I'ma shoot the hundred round drum, till the enemy get another pair
Get in there, know a **** lookin' like a millionaire
Frigidaire, I had the drink, cookin' dope, I'm a motherfuckin' visionair'
Billionaire, I'ma take the rap checks and put it in a brick affair
Give her swimwear, diamonds pink, clear, baguettes all wet like a sink here
[Verse 6]
My diamonds singin' like Gladys, they gon' shoot out the windows on Addies
We got baddies on baddies on baddies
Walk through the mall, I start up a pep rally
Drippin' too much, I can't put on New Balace
Not slippin', or trippin', I'm holdin' my balance (Yup)
Feed your bitch dick, it's organic (Yup)
Kel-Tecs, pussy boy panic (Lil' Boat)
[Verse 7]
I can't go out like Titanic
Ice on my wrist is gigantic (Bling)
Bro kept a pot, no ceramic (Yeah)
Glacier boy, check my dynamics (Yeah)
Baby girl, settle down (Settle)
Shoot your boyfriend if he talking down (Shoot)
**** 'round me keep a hundred rounds
They gon' air it out (Hoo, hoo) (Lil' Boat)
[Verse 8]
And straight like that, man, we the OG Glacier Boyz, man
Seen everybody came straight from Atlanta, you feel me?
Zone 6, North Side, West Side, whatever you wanna do it
Big cash, too, I'm talkin' seventy five pointers and up
Everything real, VVS, VS One, you know what I'm saying?
Flawless diamonds and all that
Put them little ass diamonds away
I'm saying put them fake ass diamonds away
Them enhanced diamonds, put 'em away, you know what I'm saying?
This coming from the youngest in charge, you feel me?
This Lil' Boat speaking, all my diamonds real, you feel me?
All my watches cost over fifty, bitch
And stop telling me to stop buying jewelry 'cause I'ma keep buying jewelry
Every time you say, "Stop buying jewelry", I'ma go buy more jewelry, yeah
I seen your house, that's a nice house, but look at my watch, you feel me?
Look at this ring I just bought
Oh, you just married your girl?
I married myself, check this ring, you feel me?
I'm tired of y'all **** hating on me, man, you feel me?
Y'all **** ain't gettin' no motherfuckin' money, man
And if you is gettin' money, it ain't money to me
That shit ain't money to me, fuck you talkin' 'bout, man?
We them Glacier Boyz, Lil' Boat
Written by: Daryl McPherson, Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Miles Parks McCollum, Quavious Marshall, Radric Delantic Davis
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