Chris Crack - Ice Cubes lyrics

b**h didn't have my bread [Verse 1: Chris Crack] Rocking low dungarees like come and see They don't want smoke, b**h I'm gungho Pump long, stash it in the couch at your mama's house She chocolate but she called me papi I'm not just ?, we was bumping before we walked in Clock my speed at a thousand You can't tally my mileage, I'm going all out Call out for help cause you was drowning Got lost in the sauce I can't call it formaldehyde and embalming I started this whole problem of Not replying to e-mails, f**ing on rapper's mamas I'm sorry to be so graphic, nobody asking for salads They want beef, drum beats and snare kicks Get into this rare sh**, Chris Spencer stay with a rare b**h See, I'ma pull it like a hairpin, exploding the doja it keep me lifted I'm up, having prescriptions and they be asking to kick it Then they flexing on Twitter, it's cool but I don't get it I be with most of their b**hes [Hook: Big Shep] I crush yo b**h and gave her back cause I'm a nice dude I'm a nice guy, cool like ice cubes She called me, she give me brain at night, I call that night school I got hoes on the song, I'm like nice suits I got hot at 16 like a high school And I bust yo a** in two, can call that flight school Ice water in my veins, I'm like ice cubes America Most Wanted, n***a, I'm like Ice Cube [Verse 2: Vic Spencer] The pa**enger's asking me dumb a** questions Keep your bum a** suggestions, I don't f** with y'all Y'all got a A+ for s**ing balls Leave your a** blind in your house, left you touching walls There's levels to this, barricade an organization Fortify, fornicating, now open wide n***as scared to come inside I know n***as that can't ride unless the gun inside Even in the roller coaster, soap and rope choked ya Elope with money, divorced with the childhood when I smile That mean I'm pissed off, never wear my pants like Kriss Kross Iceberg cause the sh** cost, I'm the big homie I tell them little n***as to get lost before I hang ya When I was young, I used to talk to strangers Either way I had to hawk or bang ya Choose your option, b**h, either way a n***a got you I laughed when I saw you on the IG, I'm spotting you, b**h [Hook] [Outro: Vic Spencer] Riding good, sliding good Gripping wood grain Wood stains, look man, the book came with kush strains I'm the same OG, genuine with ice cubes You missed the shot, nice try, dude Beat the case, ate fried fool All I need is the flavors of all the high ?, b**h Chris Spencer in suspenders, no pretending in linen Grinning with all the rappers' women, ooh [Hook]