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revival - kxng eezy lyrics

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[chorus]
ice is, frozen
wrist is, glowin’
thick b*tch, trojan
mouth all, open
new b*tch, callin’
new whip, ballin’
harrods, shoppin’
new sh*t, poppin’

[verse 1]
man i’m so cold, get the canada goose
only spit flames when i’m down in the booth
they runnin’ they mouth, but ain’t got no proof
where’s the receipt n*gga, still need the truth
used to be broke, i was stuck in the mud
i’m back in the booth, but i do it for fun
home studio, i’m doing my thing
i told all you n*ggas, i’m back on my sh*t
ice on my wrist, i told you the flex
my new b*tch she better, i stunt on my ex
i told all my n*ggas, i’m signin’ the checks
if money ain’t speakin’, i ain’t on the text

[pre*chorus 1]
i’m runnin’ the checks, i’m doing thе distance
when we go thе rave, i told you we lit b*tch
my bro in the trap, and he whip in the kitchen
they used to be deaf, and now they wan listen
[chorus]
ice is, frozen
wrist is, glowin’
thick b*tch, trojan
mouth all, open
new b*tch, callin’
new whip, ballin’
harrods, shoppin’
new sh*t, poppin’

[verse 2]
i put my foot on the throttle
i’m tryna get rich like i just won the lotto
in the game, poppin’ these bottles and
f*ck on these b*tches, they lookin’ like models
look how the botty, all wobble
“young rich forever”, the motto
the paper done look like a novel
the money i make, and her ass be colossal
told them i cannot lose focus
had to go ghost, but they don’t even notice
i used to be down on my lowest
now kick down the doors, ’cause the game wasn’t open
coppin’ the fashion, don’t care bout amounts
i’m tryna get money on all my accounts
public opinions on private accounts
they talk on the net, but it’s all word of mouth
[pre*chours 2]
i’m runnin’ the checks, i’m doing the distance
when we go the rave, i told you we lit b*tch
back from the dead, i’m doing revival
back on the grind, you know it’s survival
she knows when i beat it i’m feelin’ like michael
tryna make money that long like the effiel

[chorus]
ice is, frozen
wrist is, glowin’
thick b*tch, trojan
mouth all, open
new b*tch, callin’
new whip, ballin’
harrods, shoppin’
new sh*t, poppin’

[outro]
ice on my wrist, i told you the flex
my new b*tch she better, i stunt on my ex
i told all my n*ggas, i’m signin’ the checks
if money ain’t speakin’, i ain’t on the te*

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