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icebirds - my way lyrics

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[intro: icebirds]
(je t’aime, milanezie)
aye
d+mn

[chorus: icebirds]
tryna get to that money, you all in my way
gang wit’ them drac’s, they one call away
f+ckin’ that b+tch, she don’t know where i stay
don’t never bring a b+tch to your estate (aye)
i’m in the trap, i don’t trap where i stay
play wit’ them racks, and i’m havin’ my way
get to the bands, never have a delay
i left them behind, it won’ goin’ my way

[verse: icebirds]
aye, too much drip, and i never take pics
don’t trip, you can get shot like a fl!ck
don’t trip, we put that beam to your lip
fully equipped wit’ the glock, and it stay on my hip
no, i’m not bayblade, i let it rip
know i stay wit’ them hamilton’s, but i’m not rip
empty the clip, get to damagin’
hit up your block, we never be panickin’ (aye)
stay wit’ the tool, we some handyman
he switchin’ sides, no anikan
hollerin’ ’bout smoke, i won’t recommend (aye)
big guap came in a rubber band
i’m just flexin’ on n+ggas i’m better than (yeah)
my n+ggas suit up, not talkin’ reverend
but they send you to heaven, man
know we gon’ spin like a ceiling fan (aye)
spendin’ the money, got plenty bands
i’m wit’ my twin, his name is benjamin (aye)
linkin’ wit’ plugs, i don’t do the middle man
n+ggas sneak dissin’, he been a fan (aye)
i got money on my mind, no ct scan
your boyfriend is the doorman (doorman)
in the game ballin’ like jordan (jordan)
smokin’ on ‘za and recordin’
[verse 2: 44 oakboy]
44
got more drums than a band, these n+ggas be hatin’
i’m in the trap tryna run it up daily
got a team full of shooters like pat (reilly)
in the trap beatin’ the pack like jax (like jax)
got rich off exotic, we servin’ like crack (aye)
got what you want, just pull around back
reach for chain, get hit wit’ this mac (aye)
know we steppin’ on sh+t like doormat (yeah)
know we steppin’ on sh+t like a kappa
weigh up the brick, then i’ma wrap it (hey)
just made the pack touchdown like calvin (hey)
ten bricks in the trunk of a audi (ten bricks)
real good dope, trap jumpin’ wit’ junkies
banana on the clip for you monkey’s (aye)
i’ma buss’ that boy head like a pumpkin (ice)
have them shooters hop out and start dumpin’ (ice)

[chorus]
tryna get to that money, you all in my way
gang wit’ them drac’s, they one call away
f+ckin’ that b+tch, she don’t know where i stay
don’t never bring a b+tch to your estate (aye)
i’m in the trap, i don’t trap where i stay
play wit’ them racks, and i’m havin’ my way
get to the bands, never have a delay
i left them behind, it won’ goin’ my way
[outro]
(je t’aime, milanezie)



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