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naajthekidd – iced up lyrics

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[intro: ​h9mmy]
b-tch, i’m iced out
diamonds from my neck to my wrist
aye, aye, aye

[chorus: ​h9mmy]
b-tch i’m iced out, diamonds from my neck to my wrist
i stay flexing vvs, keep that thing on my hip
i got that juice on me but b-tch it’s still the codeine i sip
when i pull up on they -ss i make ’em run and they dip
yeah, aye, i got rhymes in this b-tch
drop a drop a rack, keep a hundred for my slimes in this b-tch
you a lame b-tch, all my dawgs we stay getting rich
y’all the same b-tch, all my bros we stay getting lit (aye, aye, aye)
yeah

[verse 1: ​h9mmy]
i run up bands and i swear i don’t quit
i’m like a genie in a bottle cause i’m granting your wish
man, i swear in ten pounds heavier with ice on my wrist (ice)
for y’all who said i couldn’t rap listen to what i’ma spit (what i’mma spit, yuh)
rap fast, i’ma tap fast, on my front dash, get a map back
from my backpack
i’ma back track, you’re a cap nap, i’ma mac back, on my cat back, get a snap back (aye, aye, aye, aye aye, aye, yuh)
lights out, i’ma pipe down, you a kite now, i’ma bite down (yuh), in my night gown
coming right round, i’ma fight now, you a slight clown, i’m alright now, you a right hound (aye, aye, aye aye)

[chorus: ​h9mmy & naajthekidd]
b-tch i’m iced out, diamonds from my neck to my wrist
i stay flexing vvs, keep that thing on my hip
i got that juice on me but b-tch it’s still the codeine i sip
when i pull up on they -ss i make ’em run and they dip
yeah, aye, i got rhymes in this b-tch
drop a drop a rack, keep a hundred for my slimes in this b-tch
you a lame b-tch, all my dawgs we stay getting rich
y’all the same b-tch, all my bros we stay getting lit
yeah

[verse 2: naajthekidd]
naajthekidd and h9mmy got too lost up in the charts
we were so d-mn high, yeah it just felt like we fell off of mars
yeah, we just two little kids, who can spit you some f-cking bars
b-tch, i got my brodie here, better welcome him with applause
i got all my money, you funny, asking for twenty. (hah)
b-tch, you f-cking dummy, you bummy, you f-cking ugly. (ugly)
i don’t give a f-ck if you text me, but please don’t call me
when i’m at the top, i’ll know that sh-t was f-cking all me. (ah)
b-tch get the h-ll out my way. (out my way)
i just want tats on my face. (on my face)
i make your b-tch know my name. (know my name)
aidan and i run the game. (yuh)
i got no shame ’bout the fame. (what?)
i wear a mask like i’m kane. (i’m kane)
b-tch, give me calls on the main
i make that p-ssy start throbbing with pain
b-tch we iced out, rolex match with the fit
(match with the fit)
got the b-tches on our d-cks who said we wouldn’t be sh-t. (wouldn’t be sh-t)
got a .40 ’round my hip, in case we go hit a l!ck. (b-tch hit a l!ck)
naaj and h9mmy teaming up, you know that sh-t gon be lit
yeah



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