When I’m in your town, see me gone off that ice, man Jugg with the right hand, clean wrist, sprite, man Look like Tyson, rich like Mike, man b**h on fly man, six rings, Iceland She gone and flipping the dough She sprung, she stuck on the floor Her eyes, they were low Stacks all on my floor She dont want nothing but dro’ Back in the whip and let’s go I get the cash and I go Your love was all on my phone, Lean When I’m in your town, see me gone off that ice, man Jugg with the right hand, clean wrist, sprite, man Look like Tyson, rich like Mike, man b**h I don’t like man, six rings, Iceland When I’m in your town, I got bags of the stacks and Frost on the cake, man, big time sticks and Work with the left hand. chains on the tin France Look like ice and you small-time miceman I go and switch up my flow Drugs all on the stove Bags filled with the blow Leaves falling down slow I pick the frost then I froze No new friends and no new clones Living on stage, I’m alone Flipping and tripping my walls Your love was all on my phone Still posted up on the stove Stacks and leave my cologne Dropping and picking up dough Your love was all on my phone Stacks and leave my cologne Dropping and picking up dough Still posted up on the stove When I’m in your town, see me gone off that ice, man Jugg with the right hand, clean wrist, sprite, man Look like Tyson, rich like Mike, man b**h on fly man, six rings, Iceland She gone and flipping the dough She sprung, she stuck on the floor Her eyes, they were low Stacks all on my floor She don’t want nothing but dro’ Back in the whip and let’s go I get the cash and I go Your love was all on my phone, Lean