Ice Talk

| Dm | Dm | [ EST Gee] Who got the |Dmups on us? (Who got ups on us?) Strap across your shirt, like, nigga, buckle up (Helluva made this beat, baby) You |Dmcan't miss, I send you on that hit, might die, you f**k it up |DmClip hold got like T trimmers, real street nigga, my money up |DmWave this bitch like, "Hey, what's up?" Soon as fat boy get close enough |Bbmaj7Niggas don't want bump, they punks, on I, hope I post 'em up |CI talk to them bodies late at night when I be rollin' up 42 Dugg] They |Dmknow it's us Gone with all that flaggin', bitch, you braggin', now I |Dmchoke on bruh .40, that's the caliber, the magazine is |Bbmaj7seventeen I got this from Medellín, eighteen timеs thirty-|Cthree I hope he ain't sellin' drеams, might go back to |Dmmailin' ki's I don't want no good bitch, make Dugg bitch a |Dmfelon, please [ EST Gee] My wrist methamphetamine, you know this that |Bbmaj7ice talk Hop out on foot, let pipe off, yellow tape, |Cwhite chalk OT, gettin' this ice off Four hundred |Dmmails, every country town around, we beat it down Used to bag up |Dmpieces, sittin' up east listenin' to "Wipe Me Down" [ 42 Dugg & EST Gee] I know they don't |Bbmaj7like me now, your brother, sister, cousin Feds ever |Bbmaj7hit the house, put my shit in the oven They get cheaper by the dozen |DmRoster grew to a monster We blow them choppers, bitch |DmI don't know my alphabets Tell me, what come after rich? |Bbmaj7Play with us, we whackin' shit, claimin' shit, and stampin' shit |CF**k y'all (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [ EST Gee] |DmThese niggas don't want beef with us, they IG killers |DmWe bendin' blocks in three rentals, I don't see niggas |Bbmaj7Keep drillin', bitch, we breed killers We elite spinners |CBig shiner, keep his heat with him, eat and sleep with it [ 42 Dugg] |DmWake up, bitch won't f**k the youngin from the front, go get that |Dmmakeup To make sure all my niggas had a piece, I took a |Bbmaj7pay cut Ho gon' put this 'partment in her name, you need some |Cpay stubs I'm crankin' my fake drugs, four-hundred in |Dmeight months Ten with me like eight stuffed The driver like my |Dmidol, that's the only bitch I can't touch These niggas is |Bbmaj7not me, these niggas is not Gee Got blow pack, got |Croxys Got weed stems and boxed gin, I'm top ten [ EST Gee] Yeah, go |Dmcatch one and get locked in Got out of line and get knocked in In |Dmmy city, I'm top ten Number one, two, three, four, |Bbmaj7five, six, seven, eight, nine With a white boy snortin' H lines In the |Cside county, niggas can't find With a .45 on my waistline Like |Dmf**k niggas, I'm lit now Crossed over, I'm big slime I'm |Dmstill slidin', I'm rich now Everybody gotta pick sides Took a |Bbmaj7risk to hold up my wrist high My lil' brother took six lives He a |Clil' nigga but look 6'5" Can the opps say they didn't hide? |DmYeah | Dm |