Iced Out

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Burna Bandz - Rap, Canadian Rap

Iced Out

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[Verse 1: Why G] I'm a big-bag getter (Big bag) She wanna fuck on this iced-out nigga (Ice) Super swag, big dripper (Big drip) All of my diamonds, they water, they glitter (Water) [Verse 2: Burna Bandz] She just wanna fuck on this iced-out nigga (Yo) Every time I see it, I want it, I spend it (Spend) Cro's pull up, droppin' shots of liquor (Brr) And the way that she give me brain, I can't forget her (I can't) [Verse 3: Why G] Trap city in the basement like big taker (Big [slime?]) Even my mom know my cronem is killer (Gang, gang) Ice, winter (Ice) You cannot post here, lil' boy, you on Tinder (That's wack) New stick came from the 3D printеr (Woah) [Verse 4: Burna Bandz] When we pull up, turn that boy to a sprinter Yеah, we cut the beef 'til it's tender It's only rackies on my agenda (Racks, racks) I made the bag all day with the habit (Uh-huh) We just gon' step on that boy like a pedal (Step on) If shit get high, we gon' burn up the rental Like, how he a shooter with no credentials? (What?) Turned his homeboy to [?], that's pure (Shh) [Verse 5: Why G] Drink lean like potion, it cures (Lean) Traphouse, farmhouse on acres (Big land) My gun touch boys like rapers (What? What?) If it's a 5, he can't walk like Xavier Caught the drop on an opp, that's UAV (Moderator) FN, Five-seveN, crocodile teeth (Ah) Keep shootin' him up until he cannot breathe (Ah) He ran in a straight line, he should bob and weave My shooter, he muzzled, might pack you on E (Slatt) Told cro', "Just roll with me, and your bail guaranteed" (No cap) Put the whole clip in them, like keep it glees (Grr) [Verse 6: Burna Bandz] These niggas gay as hell, [?] (Slatt) We do not tweet (No) We just gon' leave 'em pronounced on scene Me and cronem in the trap goin' halves on weed (Huh) Tryna run these Ms, can't catch no Zs (No Zs) I was down on my ass, got back on feet (On feet) And you know that lil' cro' get back on feet (Rrr, rrr) Need a whole hundred Ms for the game, that's neat (That's neat) E6 in the cut, leave your ass six feet (Shh) [Verse 7: Why G] Rrr, neat (Neat) I told cro', "Yeah, that's super deep" (Deep) Big high, feel like I'm on UFOs (High) Big high when I'm on live, Jalen Rose (Jalen) We're headin' out, wipe his nose like a pearl (Wipe) Louis V down, ah, head to toe (Hah) Can't even tell unless you're standin' close Don't say my secrets that I can't expose (I can't) 'Cause I'd be sittin' in that jail 'til I'm old (Old man)

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Credits

Writers
  • Burna Bandz
  • Why G
  • Hozay