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get it - icebirds lyrics

[intro]
(icewater black wit’ da ahhh)
aye (aye)

[pre*chorus]
.30 round glock wit’ the light (that light)
shoot that b*tch on sight
ride ’round town wit’ them chopsticks
pull up on a opp quick, n*gga, we don’t gotta fight (don’t gotta fight)
these n*ggas be cappin’ and rapping
we about action, my n*gga, i been earned my strips

[chorus]
slid through the streets and the whip ain’t tinted (vrmm)
fresh off a juug, no, this sh*t ain’t rented (aye)
want icebirds, yeah, i charge by the minute
f*ckin’ on your b*tch, i ain’t even get to finish (aye)
in a huracán, i don’t know the speed limit
talkin’ ’bout a bag, let me get it (lets go)
if you talkin’ ’bout the cash, n*gga, lets get it (lets go)
and i bought the b*tch a bag, she can’t wait to get it (aye)

[verse]
i just bought a new gun, i can’t wait to get it
and i gotta ‘lot opps, gotta be extended
gotta watch for the cops, gotta keep my distance
and we gettin’ to the guap, you can be a witness
yeah, i need the pack off, n*gga, wit’ a quickness (whoa)
make the money flip like a gymnast
know i like my money brand new wit’ the stiffness
icewater sh*t, n*gga, icewater business
know we some soldiers, no limit
i put the ice on my wrist, it’s frigid (aye)
get to the bands, runnin’ up a ticket
flexin’ on n*ggas like i’m into fitness
i do this sh*t, i don’t need forgiveness (aye)
get in the streets and eat, it’s nutritious
my granny always told me i was always ambitious (so ambitious)
smokin’ on lemon cherry, it’s delicious (it’s delicious, aye, d*mn)
these n*gga ain’t nun’ like us (huh?), they wanna be just like us (aye)
runnin’ up bands is must
if you ain’t talkin’ money, it ain’t sh*t to discuss
n*ggas ain’t real, he sus’ (aye)
gotta stay wit’ the glock but i keep it on hush (keep it on hush)
in my gang i trust (gang, gang)
f*ck wit’ the gang, then, you know it’s up, aye (it’s up)
[pre*chorus]
ride ’round town wit’ them chopsticks (yeah, yeah)
pull up on a opp quick, n*gga, i don’t gotta fight
these n*ggas be cappin’ and rapping
we about action, my n*gga, i been earned my strips (d*mn)
n*ggas ain’t goin’ that hard, these n*ggas fraud
shawty, she bad, get the “bad b*tch” award (bad)
my team won the game, i didn’t have to score (swish)
i mash on the gas, put that b*tch to the floor

[chorus]
slid through the streets and the whip not tinted
fresh off a juug, no, this sh*t not rented
want icebirds, yeah, i charge by the minute
f*ckin’ on your b*tch, i ain’t even get to finish (aye)
in a foreign car, i don’t know the speed limit
talkin’ ’bout a bag, let me get it
if you talkin’ ’bout the cash, n*gga, lets get it
and i bought the b*tch a bag, she can’t wait to get it

- icebirds lyrics

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