Big Leagues

Lyrics
[Intro] (IceWater Black wit' da ahhh) Brrrr Brr [Chorus] Ayy, we at the top livin' large Droppin' the top on the car Gettin' some top from your broad Too many chains, I shine like a star Know on me, I carry more shots like the bar Spin on your block, and I hop out the car Ice Gang, they know who we are (Ice) We in the big leagues (Ayy) She ride the dick like a ten-speed Ayy, she feel that dick in her kidney Need me a thick bitch, can't do the skinny Know I got big racks but they come skinny [Verse] Don't say you love me, you don't gotta lie to me Flexin' on niggas my only apology (Flex) Runnin' up juugs, I go state to state Shout my gang, we came along way (We came along way) Switch bitches like I switch clothes everyday (Everyday) I can wear no chains, I get chose everyday (Everyday) Still gon' dunk for lines (Lines) Purple or the red, I'll take both kinds (Both kinds) If you a real nigga, you my kind (My kind) If she a real bitch, she my kind (Ayy) Had to slime 'em out 'bout the bread, I'm slime (I'm slime) Ayy, slime the boy, I'm slime (I'm slime) Ayy, big bankroll, yeah, it got a physique Walk in my sleep, I Belenci' my feet Shooters on deck, my niggas gon' creep If it's 'bout bands, then when can we link? [Chorus] Yeah Yeah Yeah Ayy, we at the top livin' large (Large) Droppin' the top on the car (On the car) Gettin' some top from your broad Too many chains, I shine like a star (I shine like a star) Know on me, I carry more shots like the bar (Bar) Spin on your block, and I hop out the car Ice Gang, they know who we are (Huh?) We in the big leagues (Ayy) She ride the dick like a ten-speed Ayy, she feel that dick in her kidney Need me a thick bitch, can't do the skinny Know I got big racks but they come skinny [Verse 2] Talk 'bout money, yeah, we got plenty (Plenty) I got the XD, and it stay wit' me Dirty money, its too filthy (Ayy) Sippin' my cup, its filthy (Damn) Pocket full of blues, R.I.P Nipsey Check out my drip, you know it's in me (In me) Don't play wit' my gang, they don't play 'bout me Hit up your block, you won't even see it (Ayy) Too far gone, yeah, I'm out of your reach Talkin' that shit, got left out in the street (Baow!, baow!, baow!) Hit 'em up, me and my gang gettin' rich as fuck (Ayy) Fill up the safe, stackin' plenty bucks They gon' be sick of us when we hoppin' out the Bentley truck (Vrmm) Neck and my wrist froze as fuck (Ice) I run to the money, don't hold me up
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Credits
- Writers
- IceBirds
- IceWater Black