Kyim Jordan - ICEBERG lyrics

{Intro} b*tch! Yeah {Verse 1} I don’t know how to count. I don’t got hoes I only got Os in my bank account You can plan it out if you strategize Not the type to brag to guys I’m the type to mesmerize You look like the type to die Aye, drive by in the RAF Or even a hooptie, deflate I’m with your mom she’s elated My whole team lit not just me I’m handsome not just flee Obviously your sh*t just nod me to sleep while she slob on my D I know you’re nervous I peep nervousity I don’t want to have to beat you online but you got the audacity I got my money real tall so these ni**as is mad at me Lil K b*tch I’m off the addy so just pass the weed {Refrain} Shawty wanna make love Ugggllllhh uggggghhh! Ugggllllhh uggggghhh! Ugggllllhh uggggghhh! Uuugggghhhhlllllllhhhh! Uuugggghhhhlllllllhhhh! {Verse 2} I’m killing mad pussy euthanasia Shouts out to my Youth in Asia Hope the president doesn’t nuke you ba*tards The worlds fu*ked you can tell by the masses I’m attracted to the fake asses Madvillain need to drop a new album If you don’t got bread prey that you get some Young ni**a been trapped since day one from the place where the tape come from ray guns My ni**a shank got murked with a toothpick And my homegirl ******* too thick Please change your plans because sh*t just got murky No I do not fu*k with perkys or xans that sh*ts a dub I’m clean rub-a-dub-dub Step on my kicks and I’ll make you scrub Just fu*ked up the whole club Off the lean psych I’m just kidding I don’t condone, that's heroin you tripping aye  You broke like sh*t at McDonald’s Somebody call the doctor because I dusted your whole squadron Big 4 to your head like Rhianna