Ice out my wrist
Ice out my chain
Gone have they ass mad
When I drop not the same
Pushing through limits
Dripping like rain
Got your girl dreaming
With love on her brain
They not f*cking with me
Only young nigga
That glide on the beat
Chris Brown
Got her in heat
This the blueprint
Design and repeat
Doing the math
I just add it and add it
Stacking this dough
Just feel like a habit
Twenty one years all savage
Getting my green
Growing this cabbage
Sliding tonight
Grabbing her baggage
Left ole boy
I guess he was average
I'll light up her world
Like we doing magic
Show her the ropes
Now we doing damage
It started with beats take it from me
Do what you love then rinse in repeat
Watch what you speak
Grind in silence keep your head down
Then let em see
Now back to the bars and foreign cars
I been dope
Since back at the barn
You been broke
Chasing cat and some yarn
Give her to me she'll float
C. Kent on a farm
You've been warned
And I ain't even really start yet
Still on my way I ain't park yet
Oh you a big fish I got a shark net
Mhm f*ck that
Dive in the water
Where my gloves at
Talking real shit
Oh they love that
And y'all niggas ain't above that
Gotta keep switching the pace
Hop in a wraith
Turn up the bass
Stay in your place
Now hand me the keys to your safe
Minus well be a bank teller
Cuz the way y'all looking
You ain't tell her
You ain't as hard as
She thank feller
Walking round blind
Helen Keller
Who knew I'd break through
Top two but not two
Got them looking up
Like achoo
Im cooking in the kitchen
This hot food
Got em smelling what I'm making
Like the rock do
All hail bout to break loose
Im Jon Jones
Off the grey goose
Or Mike Myers
In Dr. Seuss
But all that aside this a vibe
They left me out cold and phone dry
And who knew I'd come back the guy
Since birth I been knew I was fly
Ice out my wrist
Ice out my chain
Gone have they ass mad
When I drop not the same
Pushing through limits
Dripping like rain
Got your dreaming
With love on her brain
They not f*cking with me
Only young nigga
That glide on the beat
Chris Brown
Got her in heat
This the blueprint
Design and repeat
Doing the math
I just add it and add it
Stacking this dough
Just feel like a habit
Twenty one years
All savage
Getting my green
Growing this cabbage
Sliding tonight
Grabbing her baggage
Left ole boy
Guess he was average
I'll light up her world
Like we doing magic
Show her the ropes
Now we doing damage
It started with beats
Take it from me
Do what you love
Then rinse and repeat
Watch what you speak
Grind in silence
Keep your head down
Then let em see
Now back to the bars
And foreign cars
The guys these days
They capping with bars
Them drunk ass flows
They packing the bars
Im about to pick the game top
Then run it to mars
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Ice out my wrist
Ice out my chain
Gone have they ass mad
When I drop not the same
Pushing through limits
Dripping like rain
Got your girl dreaming
With love on her brain
They not f*cking with me
Only young nigga
That glide on the beat
Chris Brown
Got her in heat
This the blueprint
Design and repeat
Doing the math
I just add it and add it
Stacking this dough
Just feel like a habit
Twenty one years all savage
Getting my green
Growing this cabbage
Sliding tonight
Grabbing her baggage
Left ole boy
I guess he was average
I'll light up her world
Like we doing magic
Show her the ropes
Now we doing damage
It started with beats take it from me
Do what you love then rinse in repeat
Watch what you speak
Grind in silence keep your head down
Then let em see
Now back to the bars and foreign cars
I been dope
Since back at the barn
You been broke
Chasing cat and some yarn
Give her to me she'll float
C. Kent on a farm
You've been warned
And I ain't even really start yet
Still on my way I ain't park yet
Oh you a big fish I got a shark net
Mhm f*ck that
Dive in the water
Where my gloves at
Talking real shit
Oh they love that
And y'all niggas ain't above that
Gotta keep switching the pace
Hop in a wraith
Turn up the bass
Stay in your place
Now hand me the keys to your safe
Minus well be a bank teller
Cuz the way y'all looking
You ain't tell her
You ain't as hard as
She thank feller
Walking round blind
Helen Keller
Who knew I'd break through
Top two but not two
Got them looking up
Like achoo
Im cooking in the kitchen
This hot food
Got em smelling what I'm making
Like the rock do
All hail bout to break loose
Im Jon Jones
Off the grey goose
Or Mike Myers
In Dr. Seuss
But all that aside this a vibe
They left me out cold and phone dry
And who knew I'd come back the guy
Since birth I been knew I was fly
Ice out my wrist
Ice out my chain
Gone have they ass mad
When I drop not the same
Pushing through limits
Dripping like rain
Got your dreaming
With love on her brain
They not f*cking with me
Only young nigga
That glide on the beat
Chris Brown
Got her in heat
This the blueprint
Design and repeat
Doing the math
I just add it and add it
Stacking this dough
Just feel like a habit
Twenty one years
All savage
Getting my green
Growing this cabbage
Sliding tonight
Grabbing her baggage
Left ole boy
Guess he was average
I'll light up her world
Like we doing magic
Show her the ropes
Now we doing damage
It started with beats
Take it from me
Do what you love
Then rinse and repeat
Watch what you speak
Grind in silence
Keep your head down
Then let em see
Now back to the bars
And foreign cars
The guys these days
They capping with bars
Them drunk ass flows
They packing the bars
Im about to pick the game top
Then run it to mars
Ice out my chain
Gone have they ass mad
When I drop not the same
Pushing through limits
Dripping like rain
Got your girl dreaming
With love on her brain
They not f*cking with me
Only young nigga
That glide on the beat
Chris Brown
Got her in heat
This the blueprint
Design and repeat
Doing the math
I just add it and add it
Stacking this dough
Just feel like a habit
Twenty one years all savage
Getting my green
Growing this cabbage
Sliding tonight
Grabbing her baggage
Left ole boy
I guess he was average
I'll light up her world
Like we doing magic
Show her the ropes
Now we doing damage
It started with beats take it from me
Do what you love then rinse in repeat
Watch what you speak
Grind in silence keep your head down
Then let em see
Now back to the bars and foreign cars
I been dope
Since back at the barn
You been broke
Chasing cat and some yarn
Give her to me she'll float
C. Kent on a farm
You've been warned
And I ain't even really start yet
Still on my way I ain't park yet
Oh you a big fish I got a shark net
Mhm f*ck that
Dive in the water
Where my gloves at
Talking real shit
Oh they love that
And y'all niggas ain't above that
Gotta keep switching the pace
Hop in a wraith
Turn up the bass
Stay in your place
Now hand me the keys to your safe
Minus well be a bank teller
Cuz the way y'all looking
You ain't tell her
You ain't as hard as
She thank feller
Walking round blind
Helen Keller
Who knew I'd break through
Top two but not two
Got them looking up
Like achoo
Im cooking in the kitchen
This hot food
Got em smelling what I'm making
Like the rock do
All hail bout to break loose
Im Jon Jones
Off the grey goose
Or Mike Myers
In Dr. Seuss
But all that aside this a vibe
They left me out cold and phone dry
And who knew I'd come back the guy
Since birth I been knew I was fly
Ice out my wrist
Ice out my chain
Gone have they ass mad
When I drop not the same
Pushing through limits
Dripping like rain
Got your dreaming
With love on her brain
They not f*cking with me
Only young nigga
That glide on the beat
Chris Brown
Got her in heat
This the blueprint
Design and repeat
Doing the math
I just add it and add it
Stacking this dough
Just feel like a habit
Twenty one years
All savage
Getting my green
Growing this cabbage
Sliding tonight
Grabbing her baggage
Left ole boy
Guess he was average
I'll light up her world
Like we doing magic
Show her the ropes
Now we doing damage
It started with beats
Take it from me
Do what you love
Then rinse and repeat
Watch what you speak
Grind in silence
Keep your head down
Then let em see
Now back to the bars
And foreign cars
The guys these days
They capping with bars
Them drunk ass flows
They packing the bars
Im about to pick the game top
Then run it to mars
Writer: John Edwards
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