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A Lot of Ice Out Here... Oh No! Video (MV)




Performed By: Tha Fireman
Featuring: Kohlmane
Length: 3:55
Written by: Devin Hall, Kohlman Bloyd




Tha Fireman - A Lot of Ice Out Here... Oh No! Lyrics




[ Featuring Kohlmane ]

Set the table
I'm sipping maple
Send these rappers back to the cradle, uh
Yeah, I'm feeling ill
I'm feeling so sick with this drip and shit I'm with yo' bitch

It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)
It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)

F*ck I'm cold, shit, Alaska
Gotta get them crops like I'm Nebraska
F*ck Nebraska, out in Kansas
Smoking out the Ziploc
Great Value way, Triple A
I'm charged all f*cking day
No sleep like a motherf*cking trucker
Switch lanes cropping every motherf*cker in the motherf*cker
I be talking shit, I be laughing, shit
I be kicking shit like Chris Tucker
I be rocking like a motherf*cker
I be pulling up, switch lane
Twin turbo what's your bitch name?
Oh shit my name Kohlmane
Understand this, understand that, understand a fact
Understand that my rhymes in tact, shit be crack
You just a cat in the hat, talking this then that
Suckers always end up off the map
(Fact)

It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)
It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)

Aye, aye
Lemme tell you some real shit
Ya'll fake hustlin' ya'll prolly whipping them Hondas
I'm sitting back counting Benny f*cking hundreds
Ya'll f*cking piranhas
Me? I'm fresh out the sauna
Bitch I'm raw, yeah, something like no condom
Oh no, shit, I used to smoke a bowl
Now I'm smoking fire packs man that's a whole O
Swole Kohl
Oh no
I might just pull up in that four four door
Sitting high, and damn I'm fly
Like damn, a bird just flew by
Got me a fifth, pull me the sip
I'm tryna smoke some big gas then dip
Finna make a hit, finna count them chips
Finna get that queso, I'm out this bih
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Set the table
I'm sipping maple
Send these rappers back to the cradle, uh
Yeah, I'm feeling ill
I'm feeling so sick with this drip and shit I'm with yo' bitch

It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)
It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)

F*ck I'm cold, shit, Alaska
Gotta get them crops like I'm Nebraska
F*ck Nebraska, out in Kansas
Smoking out the Ziploc
Great Value way, Triple A
I'm charged all f*cking day
No sleep like a motherf*cking trucker
Switch lanes cropping every motherf*cker in the motherf*cker
I be talking shit, I be laughing, shit
I be kicking shit like Chris Tucker
I be rocking like a motherf*cker
I be pulling up, switch lane
Twin turbo what's your bitch name?
Oh shit my name Kohlmane
Understand this, understand that, understand a fact
Understand that my rhymes in tact, shit be crack
You just a cat in the hat, talking this then that
Suckers always end up off the map
(Fact)

It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)
It's blurry, aye, it's blurry, aye
It's snowing, aye, it's snowing, aye, it's snowing
Bitch I'm glowing
(Ice ice)

Aye, aye
Lemme tell you some real shit
Ya'll fake hustlin' ya'll prolly whipping them Hondas
I'm sitting back counting Benny f*cking hundreds
Ya'll f*cking piranhas
Me? I'm fresh out the sauna
Bitch I'm raw, yeah, something like no condom
Oh no, shit, I used to smoke a bowl
Now I'm smoking fire packs man that's a whole O
Swole Kohl
Oh no
I might just pull up in that four four door
Sitting high, and damn I'm fly
Like damn, a bird just flew by
Got me a fifth, pull me the sip
I'm tryna smoke some big gas then dip
Finna make a hit, finna count them chips
Finna get that queso, I'm out this bih
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Writer: Devin Hall, Kohlman Bloyd
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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