Tay Keith, fuck these n****s up Fuck these n****s up Fuck these n****s up Fuck these n****s up Fuck these n****s up Fuck these n****s up Fuck these n****s up Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Pull up in a coupe with no roof on We straight out the mud with no boots on I took out the white and count blues on it N****s so icy, I got a slide Hop out and skate on the gun line Don't talk on the phone, no FaceTime Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Pull up in a coupe with no roof on We straight out the mud with no boots on I took out the white and count blues on it N****s so icy, I got a slide But I don't got skates on, yeah Grew up from the streets I never ever been a commercial type Lil Ice ridin' on PJs He won't ever ride commercial flights Thinkin' bout the shit I did That kept my mama up at night Thinkin' bout them joints I took That shit just kept me up at night Used to want a hundred mil' That shit, it sink so far away Now I stash a hundred mil' away Just for a rainy day Rolls Royce umbrella in my Phantom Case it rain today Just went for my n****s drinkin' Tryin' to chase the pain away N****s be wishin' we switch up positions They want me back up in the kitchen N****s be snitchin' and actin' like bitches That's why they get found on them ditches From trenches to riches, this shit a tradition This shit ain't no gimmick, this shit ain't no image Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Pull up in a coupe with no roof on We straight out the mud with no boots on I took out the white and count blues on N****s so icy, I got a slide Hop out and skate on the gun line Don't talk on the phone, no FaceTime Came from the streets to the baseline Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Pull up in a coupe with no roof on We straight out the mud with no boots on I took out the white and count blues on N****s so icy, I got a slide But I don't got skates on, yeah New Cartier dancin' hard in the dark Couldn't trap out the house, so I sold off the block Whoever knew I'd be at the top in the A In the stools, me Quavo on walk I put the hood on my back, can't stop N****s so icy and look at the watch Designed that car for the throw on the sauce Snow cone iced out, look how I talk Pulled up Rolls, coupe high, rolled off in the gold No talk, talk, came with a stop Reach at the neck, feels a knock in the mouth Come fuck, now I'm up, bitches tryna come off Snow cone, I don't want one, I want both of them Iffy and all black, look like a play gun Grunge on with it, you with it, just say somethin' Man with the organ and bark, I won't say much Been with the same one with it since day one Tried out the PJ, really like a icon You would be dumb if you think I won't spray nothin' Runnin' with killers and dealers like Doughboy Even my momma know, feels a dope boy Ice on everything, look like a snowstorm Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Pull up in a coupe with no roof on We straight out the mud with no boots on I took out the white and count blues on Don't talk on the phone, no FaceTime Came from the streets to the baseline Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone I go snow cone Snow cone watch, FNN two-tone Pull up in a coupe with no roof on We straight out the mud with no boots on I took out the white and count blues on N****s so icy, I gotta slide But I don't got skates on, yeah