$inatra - Mr. Iceman Lyrics

Yeah, flex, flex, yeah, flex flex flex
Ooh yea god damn, feel like the man
Dope so good it's a hundred a gram
Ooh yea he lit, he be the shit, that boy
Clean like he moved that brick, ooh yea god damn
Ooh yea he lit, and I'm with them shits, the man in my land
When I move like this, god damn god damn
I don't know you niggas or you bitches
Fake friends got a nigga nervous sheesh
Cold shoulder with them
Handshakes I'm the iceman George Gervin yeah
High stakes I'm a high price any funny numbers
I'm a swerve em
Whoa, dipping dodging
I be on the move probably jumping out of a suburban yeah
And I be working working, see
The opps and they lurking lurking
One thing I be knowing for sure is these niggas is suckers
I'm always allergic
Yeahhh, take that take that, slick talk I shake that shake that
No rules I break that break that one hundred mil and
I'm working to make that yeahhh, god damn god damn
You better hope that land oh man, cause if not hit a pit stop
Grab the big glock and I'm gunning for the bands oh man
God damn god damn, you better hope that land oh man
Cause if not hit a pit stop grab the big glock
And I'm gunning for the bands god damn god damn

Hello hello Mr. Iceman, George Gervin on swerve whoa
Fake friends and them handshakes I swear they get on my
Nerves yeah, hello hello Mr. Iceman, cold shoulder I curve whoa
Sky high with no high fives I'm the iceman when
I serve yeah
Hello hello Mr. Iceman, George Gervin on swerve whoa
Fake friends and them handshakes I swear they get on my
Nerves yeah, hello hello Mr. Iceman, cold shoulder I curve whoa
Sky high with no high fives I'm the iceman When I serve yeah

Tell me what you need I'll tell you what I got
I dish it off and keep it cool though
I don't say a lot I play it like I'm
Dumb but you aint f*cking with a fool though
Good in every hood I wish a nigga would boy I got a lot of pull
Though, get back, big gat with a kick back
Watch a nigga body move though, shake that, whoa now hey now, back
And I'm ten toes down yeah
Better learn a lesson for you get the stepping
Smith and Wesson keep it cool though
Whoa, I'm the iceman that boy cold like his wrist on freeze yeah
The ones trapping be the ones ratting how you
Even getting to the cheese whoa, calm down calm
Blowing the spot and I'm chucking my deuce up, stone cold and
My wrist rocky like I showed it off to Medusa
Sheesh that boy good yup, hello hello Mr. Iceman, Melo jello with
My right hand, curve your bitch cause I'm a nice man
Sike laying the pipe, met her today and we f*cking tonight
Yikes, floating on em out of sight
You do what you need and I do what I like right, yeah yeah you do what you
Gotta I do what I like right, yeah yeah
They hate what they see and I'm loving the life yeah

Hello hello Mr. Iceman, George Gervin on swerve whoa
Fake friends and them handshakes I swear they get on my
Nerves yeah, hello hello Mr. Iceman, cold shoulder I curve whoa
Sky high with no high fives I'm the iceman when
I serve yeah
Hello hello Mr. Iceman, George Gervin on swerve whoa
Fake friends and them handshakes I swear they get on my
Nerves yeah, hello hello Mr. Iceman, cold shoulder I curve whoa
Sky high with no high fives I'm the iceman when
I serve yeah