intro - quality control, migos & lil yachty lyrics
[intro: gucci mane & quavo]
hah
dj durel!
burr
huh
money
[verse 1: quavo, gucci mane & lil yachty]
it’s all love, i ain’t trippin’, it’s all love (it’s all love, hah)
gave my jeweler an m and told him, “ice the club” (ice me up, burr, burr)
she keep looking for tips, i gave her a cookie nub (here, hah)
’cause we looking like icebergs, looking like glacier thugs (uh!, glacier, glacier)
[verse 2: lil yachty & offset]
i skrt coupes so we racer boys (hoo)
nut on her face, she gon’ taste the boy (ugh)
youngest in the room (yeah)
hit a street sweep, no broom (yeah)
sawed-off pump go, “boom!” (boom!)
old -ss n-gg- thought lil boat was a c–n
i reserved his daughter for june (june)
beat that p-ssy to a tune (skr, skr)
[verse 3: takeoff]
iceberg, ice trays
we the culture, n-gg-, no tidal, but we the wave (yeah)
white ice, dark shades (yeah)
they think i’m workin’ at krispy kreme, ice glaze
i can’t get sick with the jewelry, no a’s
and my hunnids old, just look at the age (yeah)
i get the bag, and walk on the stage
glacier boyz, just call us new ice age
[verse 4: gucci mane & quavo]
(ruh, ruh, ruh, ruh)
gucci mane a plug
if i ain’t knew no takeoff, prolly’ think he sellin’ drugs
if i ain’t knew no quavo, prolly’ think he sellin’ bud
offset told me sign pablo, ’cause he got designer drugs
(flah, flah, flah) n-gg-s shootin’ in the club
sh-tted on my new b-tch, then i went a bought a rug (fur)
flip that work with a spatula, with none but a shoulder shrug (chef curry)
these b-tches on the bachelor they know them m’s up (m&ms)
[verse 5: offset & gucci mane]
get in there, know a n-gg- lookin’ like a millionaire
frigidaire, i had a dream, cookin’ dope, i’m a motherf-ckin’ visionaire
look at there, told the b-tch to make a million out the kitchen with no underwear
get ’em outta’ here
i’ma shoot a hundred round drum ’til it empty, get another pair
get in there, know a n-gg- lookin’ like a millionaire
frigidaire, i had a dream, cookin’ dope, i’m a motherf-ckin’ visionaire
[verse 6: offset & lil yachty]
billionaire, i’ma take the rap checks and put it in a brickfair
give her swimwear, diamonds pink clear, baguettes all wet like sink yeah
my diamonds singin’ like gladys
they gon’ shoot out the window, want addy’s
we got baddies on baddies on baddies
walkthrough the mall, i start up a pep rally
drippin’ too much, i can’t put on new balance
we not slippin’ or trippin’, i’m holdin’ my balance (yeah)
feed your b-tch d-ck, it’s organic (yeah)
k!ll-tecs, p-ssy boy panic (lil’ boat)
[verse 7: lil yachty]
i can’t go out like t-tanic (no)
ice on my wrist, it’s gigantic (bling)
bro kept a pot, no ceramics (yeah)
glacier boy, check my dynamics (yeah)
baby girl, settle down (settle)
shoot your boyfriend if he talking down (shoot)
n-gg-s ’round me keep a hundred round (hah)
(bah, bah, bah) they gon’ air it out, woo, woo
lil boat
[outro: lil yachty]
it’s straight like that, man, we the og glacier boyz, man
seen everybody came straight from atlanta, you feel me
zone 6, nawfside, west side, whatever you wanna’ do it
big cash too, i’m talking 75 points and up
everything real vvs, vs1, you know what i’m sayin’
flawless diamonds and all that
put them lil’ -ss diamonds away
i’m sayin’ put them fake -ss diamonds away
them enhanced diamonds, put ’em away, know what i’m sayin’
it’s comin’ from the youngest in charge from this
it’s lil boat speakin’, all my diamonds real, you feel me
all my watches cost over 50, b-tch
and stop tellin’ me, “stop buyin’ jewelry”
’cause i’ma keep buyin’ jewelry
everytime you say “stop buyin'” i’ma go buy more jewelry, yeah
i seen ya’ house, that’s a nice house, but look at my watch
you feel me, look at, look at this ring i just bought
oh, you just married your girl? i married myself
check this ring, you feel me
i’m tired of y’all n-gg-s hatin’ on me, man, you feel me
and yall n-gg-s ain’t gettin’ no mof-ckin’ money
and if you is gettin’ money, it ain’t money to me
that sh-t ain’t money to me
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, man, we them glacier boyz
lil boat
yeah that’s our intro hoe
yeah
and we ain’t cuttin’ out nothin’ out
just like that you feel me
that sh-t was too hard
that’s a nice house, n-gg-, but, look, look at my watch
that sh-t was hard bro’
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