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[Intro]
Icy

[Chorus]
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’, yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different, yeah, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas
Out here wildin’ with my niggas

[Verse 1]
Boy, you full of shit, I don’t have no time, just check my wrist
Yeah you lyin’ on your dick, but it ain’t big enough for this
I just left the dealership, another anthem for the whip
Yeah, pull up in your driveway, break your window with a brick
You not tall enough, your bank account not long enough for this
Style is weak as fuck, your dick ain’t bomb enough, boy, you a bitch
Yeah, played the queen for a pawn bitch, yawn, nigga, you borin’
Your side bitch look up to me, now step aside, you corny, bye

[Chorus]
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’, yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different, yeah, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas (with my niggas)
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas (with my niggas)
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’, yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different, yeah, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas
Out here wildin’ with my

[Verse 2]
You ran off with a jump off, find a bridge and go jump with her
Sam Jackson, you took an L, got no juice, that’s Pulp Fiction
I’ve been in my bag, I got LVs on my tags
Got your role models in my phone and they all wanna smash
Ever since I cut you off, my skin glowin’ like Rihanna’s
I’ve been all about them commas, shoulda listened to my mama
Lookin’ like I’m sellin’ yay, pull up with that Donda
My new nigga bring me Prada, not that gossip or that drama

[Chorus]
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’, yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different, yeah, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas (with my niggas)
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas (with my niggas)
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’, yeah, yeah
You was slippin’
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different, yeah, yeah
Bum ass nigga
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas
Out here wildin’ with my niggas

[Verse 3]
You got these bitches thinkin’ that they’re competition to me (but they ain’t)
So now’s the second-guessin’ intuition I see (playin’ games)
I gave you hella chances, I was trippin’ (I was trippin’)
Not a real one ’cause real niggas never fibbin’ (never fibbin’)
Bum ass nigga, don’t include me in your mentions (in your mentions)
Got some big plans, you no longer in that vision (no, you lame)
You need to take a good look at what you’re missin’ (boy, you done)
Ever since I left your dumb ass I’ve been winnin’ (bitch)

[Chorus]
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’, yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different, yeah, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas (with my niggas)
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas (with my niggas)
You thought you was slick, but you slippin’, yeah, yeah
You was slippin’
Almost had me thinkin’ you was different, yeah, yeah
Bum ass nigga
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas, yeah
Now I’m out here wildin’ with my niggas
Out here wildin’ with my niggas

[Outro]
Icy

(feat. Yhung T.O.)

[Verse: Saweetie]
YSL clutch bag, boss niggas love that
My weave real long, do my squats so that ass fat
Love my attitude so he call me lil’ brat, brat
He love me long time
Cause his cash
Yeah I match that
Never took a L, lesson learned, and I bounced back
Tripping off a nigga, man for what? I just fall back
I don’t have the time to be giving out my time
Haters tryna dim my light, cause they know I’m ‘bout to shine
When they say I’m not hot, now you know you niggas lying
Tell your man get off my dick, he keep trying to hit my line
I don’t share niggas, I just spare niggas
The type that’s not for now, but you keep ‘em just incase nigga
I don’t tweet niggas, I deceive niggas
Tell ‘em face to face, carry on and proceed nigga
Been a real life, never been a make believe
And I’m sticking with my squad, to the top is where we be
New bitches tryna grab lunch, nah that ain’t for me
You ain’t starve with me nigga, so why be there when I eat
Moving mean with my team, in the crib is where we be
Yeah, you barely see us out, cause we plotting up our scheme
You might see us in the spring, taking spots, wait and see
If you ain’t rocking with us now, don’t expect to get a seat
Nigga!

[Pre-Hook: Yhung T.O.]
And that’s why I gotta keep a ratchet, bad bitch
Work two jobs and gets taxes
Bought a new Glock, hold 30 like a plasma
All she want is two things backshots and a backrub
And oh I, oh I
I’m that nigga that will do that
You know I can’t lie
Love the way that you move that
You know I, know I get that check and run through that
Got one clip, two clips
Niggas know I keep two straps

[Hook: Yhung T.O.]
And that’s why I’m so anti, anti
Can’t trust these bitches no cannot, cannot, oh
And I, and I, always keep some shooters on standby, standby, no

[Intro]
Icy
Zaytoven

[Chorus]
I want this one, this one, this one, this one, this
Agua, agua, agua on my wrist (yeah, drip, drop)
I want this style, I want this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
I want this, this one, this one, this
I got agua on my wrist
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this

[Verse 1]
Versace kimono drapin’ on me
I mix the Kimora with Naomi
The world is mine, sometimes I feel like Tony
I just poured a fountain on my Rollie
Ask your girl about me, I’m that bitch
I slide one times, two times, three times, four times, fifth
My wishlist is too big for your paper, it don’t fit
That’s why I get my own gifts
I want this one, this one, this

[Chorus]
I want this one, this one, this one, this one, this
Agua, agua, agua on my wrist (yeah, drip, drop)
I want this style, I want this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
I want this, this one, this one, this
I got agua on my wrist
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this

[Verse 2]
All of this designer in my closet
Diamonds in my ear, I don’t hear gossip
I can balance all of this Balenciaga
I got more money than your baby father
I got options in my Rolodex
Scroll through niggas like a Pokédex
I’m gon’ finesse
Bossanova straight to my address
No thank you text, grab my Amex, then I’m quick to dip
I just take my pick
I like this one, this one, this

[Chorus]
I want this one, this one, this one, this one, this
Agua, agua, agua on my wrist (yeah, drip, drop)
I want this style, I want this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
I want this, this one, this one, this
I got agua on my wrist
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
I want this one, this one, this one, this one, this
Agua, agua, agua on my wrist (yeah, drip, drop)
I want this style, I want this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
I want this, this one, this one, this
I got agua on my wrist
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
This one, this one, this one, this
I got agua on my wrist
This one, this one, this one, this one, this
This one, this one, this one, this one, this

[Outro]
I want this one, this one, this one, this one, this
Agua, agua, agua on my wrist (yeah, drip, drop)
I want this style, I want this

[Verse]
Yeah, been broke but I ain’t never been cheap
And when I ever touch the bag it’s never loud but discreet
I need the right amount of cheese before I leak out a seed
‘Cause I’ma spoil all my kids and let ’em ride ’til they stink
Daughter in all pink, son with them gold links
Super mommy sweets, the kids in the backseat
Give ’em baby bottle drinks while I’m runnin’ a business meeting
If I ain’t a Icy girl then what do you call that?
The hustle is all that, the body is all that
Slim thick chick with skin that got no tats
If I’m in the 3-0-5, get blessed with that gold tan
If I’m in the 3-1-0, I’m finessin’ a game plan
I’on see a hater, they just jealousy fans
They be wishin’ they was me
In they fantasy land, girl who is you foolin’
All that hate just love, used to hate me all the time
And say wassup in clubs then you felt a lil threatened
Then you switched up ’cause I’m that chick
If you ain’t on yo shit you get mad about yo life
And that’s the shit that make you sick
See me and my niggas, we trained to go
I’on mess with dumb broads and these fake famous hoes
Bitches get a lump sum and forget where they come from
If these haters had a flavor, it’s tasting like dumdums
Niggas with tart cum, sewers and fresh plum
Niggas mad at me, be mad at your income
Shit, 400 degrees but I’m the icy wifey
So I’m bringing the breeze if you feelin’ the freeze
I ain’t here to just tease, the fingers lookin’ for me
‘Cause I got what they need

[Chorus]
Oochie wally bang bang, come and be my main thing
Know I cut you off but since then you been on my damn brain
Ooh I cannot help it, how you feelin’? let me know man
You said you feel the same, well shit what’s good, I’m tryna do things

[Interlude]
Hahaha, uh
Nah but for real, what’s up with you, um

[Verse 1]
Remember when you saw me on a Sunday in November?
We was ridin’ through Ventura, windows tinted, playin’ Jorja
Man the weather felt like summer, that’s the fall in California
We was vibin’, sharin’ music taste, goddamn I miss your aura
Did a hundred on that 101, your foreign got that kick
Ridin’ in the shotgun, blowin’ shotguns to your lips
You took a puff then leaned in for your girl to give you kiss
You could’ve crashed your whip, man we done did some crazy shit
Ooh you ease my mind, ooh we had that vibe
We click like two old friends, yeah it’s some shit I can’t describe
I do music, you in acting, so we keep that low profile
Private and lowkey, you know that is my type of style

[Chorus]
Oochie wally bang bang, come and be my main thing
Know I cut you off but since then you been on my damn brain
Ooh I cannot help it, how you feelin’? let me know man
You said you feel the same, well shit what’s good, I’m tryna do things
Oochie wally bang bang, come and be my main thing
Know I cut you off but since then you been on my damn brain
Ooh I cannot help it, how you feelin’? let me know man
You said you feel the same, well shit what’s good, I’m tryna do things

[Verse 2]
Remember when I went missing for two weeks without notice?
I was dealing with some shit I had to figure out and focus
Yeah you hit me several times, you had no pride and seized the moment
Then you slid in my DM’s, I knew right then I had you open
By the time we spoke again you felt some way, I peeped your vibe
Yet you still forgave your girl, you understood, ooh you my type
I said that shit not cool, looked in your eyes, apologized
But sometimes life get crazy and I don’t prioritize
Then you pulled up to my crib, a different whip and I hopped in
Said you wanna know what’s up and still confused ’bout what happened
Damn you still on that old topic? why is that you still trippin’?
Then we made up, found an empty street, and lowkey got it in

[Chorus]
Oochie wally bang bang, come and be my main thing
Know I cut you off but since then you been on my damn brain
Ooh I cannot help it, how you feelin’? let me know man
You said you feel the same, well shit what’s good, I’m tryna do things
Oochie wally bang bang, come and be my main thing
Know I cut you off but since then you been on my damn brain
Ooh I cannot help it, how you feelin’? let me know man
You said you feel the same, well shit what’s good, I’m tryna do things