Roddy Ricch - Icy lyrics

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Roddy Ricch - Icy lyrics

[Intro] Go Grizz Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] Left wrist look like a ice cube (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Right wrist, that b*tch shine too (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Get your way whenever I slide through (Skrrt) You so icy, baby, who you signed to? (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Ice you up and I ain't tryin' Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) [Verse 1: Roddy Ricch] I put rocks all in the Richard Mille One of the richest ni**as in my city Got twenty bad b*tches, we gon' board on a jet And I always keep the semi, can't afford the Patek, yeah You want me to take you shoppin', don't you? Want a gangster-gangster rich ni**a straight up out of Compton, don't you? You gon' fu*k me if I'm poppin', won't you? You gon' call a couple of friends up and give me sloppy toppy, won't you? She left her ni**a for us, I was whippin' a foreign Trappеd a six in the morning, I got plenty warrants, woah, woah, woah I got two chains on me like I'm Tity Boi I got fifty on me, Rollie got baguettes, I'm a big boy [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] Left wrist look like a ice cube (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Right wrist, that b*tch shine too (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Get your way whenever I slide through (Skrrt) You so icy, baby, who you signed to? (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) Ice you up and I ain't tryin' Ice you up and I ain't tryin' to (Icy, icy, icy, icy, icy) [Verse 2: Lil Durk] ni**as better tuck they tails when we slide through (We slide through) Any parts my brother dyin' then you dyin' too (Then you dyin') Who [?] you [?] then they blind you (Daddy, daddy) I could fu*k so many b*tches without tryin' to (Without tryin' to, no auto) You might die behind that check, huh? (Yeah) I'm just an underdog who turnt up in the street 'cause I was slept on (Let's get it) Now listen closely, listen closely I ain't lyin' when I tell you ni**as dyin' for that neck [?] (Wrist money) Feel my wrist, that sh*t icy, icy (Icy, icy) Put some money on yo' head, that sh*t pricey, pricey (Pricey, pricey) Only Percocets, ain't no Vicodin (Ain't no Vicodin) Ballin' ni**a out I love, sh*t was ninety, ninety (Ninety, ninety) Shootout, b*tch, ain't no fightin', fightin' (Let's get it) Put my dick inside her bu*t, said she like it, like it (Gang) This sh*t is too excitin' (Wow) I'm with the killers feeding killers, that's a huge indictment (Let's get it)