Iced Out My Wrist

Lyrics

[Intro] Iced out my wrist (Woah-woah-woah-woah, yeah) Iced out my wrist (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Iced out my wrist (Woah-woah-woah-woah) Iced out my wrist (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, Lil Uzi) [Chorus] Iced out my wrist, diamonds hit, diamonds yellow These not piss, ice on my wrist, I need a sweater, I will not sweat her, I'm too rich Iced out my wrist (Woah-woah-woah-woah, yeah) Iced out my wrist (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Iced out my wrist, diamonds hit, diamonds yellow These not piss, ice on my wrist, I need a sweater, I will not sweat her, I'm too rich Iced out my wrist (Woah-woah-woah-woah, yeah) Iced out my wrist (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) [Verse 1] Iced out my wrist, solitary, Halle Berry All my stones, blue diamond aquarium, lookin' like a fish's home Trap spot bumpkin go and go get the vicious gun Diamonds bussin', your shit, it was hittin' soft Diamonds in her tongue ring, so I told her lick it off (Ayy, ayy, ayy) My bitch keep her money but she think she getting off (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I just scored a touchdown, all they did was kick it off (Yeah) Diamond in my forehead, I just can't even pick it off (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, ayy (I love diamonds, I love diamonds) [Chorus] Iced out my wrist, diamonds hit, diamonds yellow (I love diamonds, I love diamonds) These not piss, ice on my wrist, I need a sweater (I love diamonds, I love diamonds) I will not sweat her, I'm too rich (I love diamonds, I love diamonds) Iced out my wrist (Woah-woah-woah-woah, yeah) Iced out my wrist (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Iced out my wrist, diamonds hit, diamonds yellow (I love diamonds, I love diamonds) These not piss, ice on my wrist, I need a sweater (I love diamonds, I love diamonds) I will not sweat her, I'm too rich (I love diamonds, I love diamonds) Iced out my wrist (Woah-woah-woah-woah, yeah) Iced out my wrist (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) [Verse 2] I'm in the kitchen, I got a book What recipes? I'm not a cook Crack like the 80s, I shoot my shot I shoot a hook, I ain't got' look I'm in the kitchen, I got a book What recipes? I'm not a cook Crack like the 80s, I shoot my shot I shoot a hook, I ain't got' look I'm in the hood with a my chains Try do the same, then you'll get took That mean you got robbed Niggas get tough, get a gun, and they shot Niggas be bluffing, get a gun, and they die What's on my waist? I got one in the slide What's on my waist? I got one in the—yeah It's on my waist, I got one in the chair Water my neck and it's hittin' like flare Glass falling from the ceiling, lair [Outro] Yeah, ayy, ayy (Ayy-ayy)