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goddonthelpme - icy wack lyrics

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god don’t help me
i don’t try to make me rich
hold up old up
i made yo b-tch a witch
hold up hold up
had a fella now he snitch
cops call up for my fist
their brain stir fryed with the wrist
magic in the kitchen, b-tch i whip
hold it with the grip
money better made me sick
drip drip huh
i got ice all over my wrist
trap i live
b-tch you never knew what i’m up to with this
sh-t

no ammo left in my clip
i got b-tch sleepin in my crib
spittin bars all over this sh-t
you dumb dumb, b-tch sit
i got message
drop the sausage
sucking old d-ck
for his gold brick
b-tch dont play mee
i got hood behind mee
uzi (grra)
b-tches call me kirbyy
i got
d long like long beach
yeah yeah yeah

i don’t like you
you don’t like me
but you know imma be starry
one day ya’ll wanna be me
i ain’t flexin’ like i’m newbie
never f-ckin’ try to beat me
never f-cking try me
lil b-tch, better suck me
yeah yeah yeah
hood rich icy
i ain’t playin, b-tch im spicy
just look at my neck icy
wrist i drip drip
all that ice
made me sick sick
you get hit with the fist fist
yeah, with the fist fist

god don’t help me
i don’t try to make me rich
hold up old up
i made yo b-tch a witch
hold up hold up
had a fella now he snitch
cops call up for my fist
their brain stir fryed with the wrist
magic in the kitchen, b-tch i whip
hold it with the grip
money better made me sick
drip drip huh
i got ice all over my wrist
trap i live
b-tch you never knew what i’m up to with this
sh-t

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