(Icey, I'm so sick of you) Tried to play me out my spot like I ain't that, ayy, uh Tried to pay me out my spot like I ain't that, uh I really live what I'm rappin' I really live what I'm rappin' Spendin' this money and drugs, I got your queen off a addict I'm leanin', she wakin' me up I'm in the mix with the crackers On Telegram lookin' for mud, I'm in the mix with the factors I fell out of mix with a slut, I fell out of mix with the actors The mud like the movie, that's good New York ho told me she'll jack it Make three hundred thousand off jackets I send her back home with a accent Make a Trackhawk almost back flip I cut a ho off like Magic Whatever I buy, you can have it I crash another whip, ain't cute but it is what it is I'm poppa lil brother, with a- shh His favorite gun was this Countin' twenty K and all hundreds And the reason I don't look like shit I fucked his ho, he a P And he still wanna pay for a fee Spent so much money on Wock', made half of it back in my sleep Damn, damn, damn, ayy Tried to pay me out my spot like I ain't that I really live what I'm rappin', haha, ayy I really live what I'm rappin' Spendin' this money and drugs, I got your queen off a addict I'm leanin', she wakin' me up I really live what I'm rappin', ayy Tried to play me out my spot like I ain't that I really live what I'm rappin' Spendin' this money and drugs, I got your queen off a addict I'm leanin', she wakin' me up Damn, fuck wrong bro? Yeah, you know that, young Neptune One and only, probably a few more though, but, yeah, you know though EFG, long live the Bandman Keep it that simple, you know that Haha