Icewear Vezzo - F Blocc lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - F Blocc lyrics]
(Cashout, what it do, fufu?)
Nigga, Lambo truck, nigga
Alright, huh, yeah
Lambo truck and a Maybach truck
Brand new Rover
Hit the pints with water
Now my Urus sittin' on Forgis
Hellcat it go ain't pullin' over
Pop a Xanny bar, jump in that pussy
Go retarded
We know you tellin' lies
Don't feed your guys and be outside
Richard Mille cost a Yung Miami, 305
Count up dog shit just like the mob
Suit and ties
Lil' brother skipped his bail
Got two to nine
And blew the trial
Throwin' gang signs on the couches
Free the members
How you pourin' mud at Rolling
Loud? 'Cause we them niggas
(Iced Up Records)
Might throw ten thousand up inside the
Club to see them titties
(Hah)
Fuck around and bring out all my ice
I need a fifty
(Bands)
Geekin', ain't out without no blick
We be on defense
Mix that Fetty Wap with a lil'
Drop, it look like cement
Yeah
Real bag, ain't gotta chase no clout
We really eatin'
(Naw)
You the type to go live with your opps
You niggas tweakin'
Out of town
Me and Tony Wood with sixty blicks
(Gang)
Patty cake brown like cornbread
That Jiffy mix
Know how I'm comin', I play running back
We blitzing shit
They pussy, niggas playin' both
Sides on iffy shit
Huh
Pull that Rover up on the F
I feel like Reese
(Doughboy)
Twenty diamond chains in the party
I feel like me
Huh
(Drank God)
Dream chasin', ran up a milli'
I'm just like Meek
(Yeah)
Throw my Rollie up like I'm
Thugger, I'm finna ski
Huh
(Ski)
Pour an orange Fanta, MC Hammer, too legit
('Git)
I got white girl, Dolly Parton, Taylor Swift
Ghetto Boyz, go'n throw me that pussy
Pay your rent
(Hah)
We on the F
Brodie in the crib weighin' zips
(Yeah)
Hmm
Got that shit on
Free Slime 'nem
What?
Nigga, Lambo truck, nigga
Alright, huh, yeah
Lambo truck and a Maybach truck
Brand new Rover
Hit the pints with water
Now my Urus sittin' on Forgis
Hellcat it go ain't pullin' over
Pop a Xanny bar, jump in that pussy
Go retarded
We know you tellin' lies
Don't feed your guys and be outside
Richard Mille cost a Yung Miami, 305
Count up dog shit just like the mob
Suit and ties
Lil' brother skipped his bail
Got two to nine
And blew the trial
Throwin' gang signs on the couches
Free the members
How you pourin' mud at Rolling
Loud? 'Cause we them niggas
(Iced Up Records)
Might throw ten thousand up inside the
Club to see them titties
(Hah)
Fuck around and bring out all my ice
I need a fifty
(Bands)
Geekin', ain't out without no blick
We be on defense
Mix that Fetty Wap with a lil'
Drop, it look like cement
Yeah
Real bag, ain't gotta chase no clout
We really eatin'
(Naw)
You the type to go live with your opps
You niggas tweakin'
Out of town
Me and Tony Wood with sixty blicks
(Gang)
Patty cake brown like cornbread
That Jiffy mix
Know how I'm comin', I play running back
We blitzing shit
They pussy, niggas playin' both
Sides on iffy shit
Huh
Pull that Rover up on the F
I feel like Reese
(Doughboy)
Twenty diamond chains in the party
I feel like me
Huh
(Drank God)
Dream chasin', ran up a milli'
I'm just like Meek
(Yeah)
Throw my Rollie up like I'm
Thugger, I'm finna ski
Huh
(Ski)
Pour an orange Fanta, MC Hammer, too legit
('Git)
I got white girl, Dolly Parton, Taylor Swift
Ghetto Boyz, go'n throw me that pussy
Pay your rent
(Hah)
We on the F
Brodie in the crib weighin' zips
(Yeah)
Hmm
Got that shit on
Free Slime 'nem
What?