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2 hands - icewear vezzo lyrics

[intro]
yo what’s up lue
p dot got that pack!

[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
yeah, it’s mud over liquor, that’s the constitution
catch an opp while he lacking, i’m an opportunist
$30,000 necklace, the watch got mucus
n*ggas cops and be ratting, they hot and stuie’s
she only tell me that she loves me when it’s beneficial
wear my jewelry out in public, yeah, i’ve been official
n*gga touch one of mine and i’m sending missiles
i’ll let this b*tch fly when we’re in the venue
i’ve been backdooring barkley’s, need an intervention
i’ve been back selling wocki, need a bigger kitchen
we make sure we hit our target, ain’t no hit or missing
bust dweller on my arm, this b*tch jilt and ticking
i get higher than a n*gga finna go to court
i got fire like a n*gga that ain’t go to work
i’m so lit ’round this b*tch, i can’t go in stores
swear to god, n*ggas starving, need a bowl and fork
spent whatever on my fit, this designer fashion
yeah, n*gga catch me broke, go’n sign my casket
i perform on the stage, got 5, 4 mags
real ceo, f*ck around, sign my dad
ain’t no rules to this sh*t, i ain’t playing fair
ain’t no drugs in the room, i ain’t staying there
only came to the club, i got paid in there
free my n*gga jet, i heard he had his way in there
[hook: sada baby]
now watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
aye, hm, with the two hands
watch me push these b*tches off me with the two hands
aye, aye, with the two hands
a’watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
hmm, hmm, trap still banging, yeah, i move grams
watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
i said the trap still ** aye, aye!

[verse 2: sada baby]
n*ggas homeless, always booling at their mans brib
n*ggas hoes, always talking ’bout what their man said
these amiri’s n*ggas can’t afford my pants leg
if i drop a four it’s to the face, i can’t share the red
knock the hair off buddy’s head, we won’t spare a dread
seven ak’s, five n*ggas in the caravan
no drive by’s, blood, park that thang parallel
hop out that b*tch and show them n*ggas why they scared of us
we might be the richest, toughest n*ggas in america
every b*tch that got my number be texting me paragraphs
i’ma keep on buying everything that i never had
big brib, high tech, fountain with a helipad
i’ma keep on buying bricks, ’cause i sell ’em fast
yo’ kids be hitting my sh*t, with yo’ jealous ass
ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah
pinot mellow bag
soon’s it touch down, me and wow man gon’ move the bag
i be on them flights, first class, eating gefilte fish
i be off them percs, f*cking so fast, be done k!lled the b*tch
boogie oogie oogie on a b*tch, still get ignorant
smoking all the cookie in this b*tch, still belligerent
young b*tch just got her body done, still look innocent
lean s’posed to have my body numb, still be feeling it
push them b*tches off me with the two hands, i’m getting it
get a pint of lean for sixteen, not two bands, i’m feeling it
huuh
[hook: sada baby]
now watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
aye, hm, with the two hands
watch me push these b*tches off me with the two hands
aye, aye, with the two hands
a’watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
hmm, hmm, trap still banging, yeah, i move grams
watch me push them b*tches off me with the two hands
i said the trap still ** aye, aye!

p dot got that pack!

- icewear vezzo lyrics

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