Icewear Vezzo - It’s on the Flo lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - It’s on the Flo lyrics]
Always countin' that shit early, nigga
Keep playin' games like that
Bitch you know that what's
Talk to 'em, you know what I'm sayin'
(Iced Up Records)
Freaky bitch, got my pinky lit
She hop out eat the dick
Freezy wrist, can't stand no needy bitch
My wrist like
Jeezy shit
Lay him down, we shoot like bad text
This chop deletin' shit
I count so much dog shit in one night
Big Glock don't need a switch
Bust my necklace down and like four rings
I spent two hundred strips
Big paper, you playin' 'round
With that cheese
Go get your onion clipped
Me and Face gon' laugh right to the bank
Be on some funny shit
Got too much jewelry hangin'
'round my neck
I got a dummy kit
Ooh, we on some other shit
Playin' roles, put racks right on your top
Gon' get your brother hit
Bag drop, I hit shit with that FN
Can cop a flooded wrist
If that pussy hit and you won't go
Might get your stomach fixed
(Iced Up Records)
It's on the flo'
Bitch, it's on the flo'
Ooh, it's on the flo'
Yeah, what, bitch we on go
I've got too much dog shit in my pockets
Make my pants tight
Bend them knees, open up your mouth, ho
What that head like?
Don't wanna do no songs
With none these rappers
They the fed type
Pour a eight of Hi Tech in
My soda like a red light
I can't keep lil' 'round my friends
He tried to rob me
Went on chase in this new SRT
I'm tryna dodge 'em
Poured a six and mixed it with a six
That's a problem
Pop a Tesla, two Perkies and one Xan
That's a combo
On the stage, I got pole up in my hand
Don't fuck with no more Purple jeans
Can't hold lot of my bands
Brand new Cullinan cost four
Hundred somethin' grand
Just set that bitch on Forgios
New Fs look like I'm rollin' on big FN
(Iced Up Records)
It's on the flo'
Bitch, it's on the flo'
Ooh, it's on the flo'
Yeah, bitch we on go
Keep playin' games like that
Bitch you know that what's
Talk to 'em, you know what I'm sayin'
(Iced Up Records)
Freaky bitch, got my pinky lit
She hop out eat the dick
Freezy wrist, can't stand no needy bitch
My wrist like
Jeezy shit
Lay him down, we shoot like bad text
This chop deletin' shit
I count so much dog shit in one night
Big Glock don't need a switch
Bust my necklace down and like four rings
I spent two hundred strips
Big paper, you playin' 'round
With that cheese
Go get your onion clipped
Me and Face gon' laugh right to the bank
Be on some funny shit
Got too much jewelry hangin'
'round my neck
I got a dummy kit
Ooh, we on some other shit
Playin' roles, put racks right on your top
Gon' get your brother hit
Bag drop, I hit shit with that FN
Can cop a flooded wrist
If that pussy hit and you won't go
Might get your stomach fixed
(Iced Up Records)
It's on the flo'
Bitch, it's on the flo'
Ooh, it's on the flo'
Yeah, what, bitch we on go
I've got too much dog shit in my pockets
Make my pants tight
Bend them knees, open up your mouth, ho
What that head like?
Don't wanna do no songs
With none these rappers
They the fed type
Pour a eight of Hi Tech in
My soda like a red light
I can't keep lil' 'round my friends
He tried to rob me
Went on chase in this new SRT
I'm tryna dodge 'em
Poured a six and mixed it with a six
That's a problem
Pop a Tesla, two Perkies and one Xan
That's a combo
On the stage, I got pole up in my hand
Don't fuck with no more Purple jeans
Can't hold lot of my bands
Brand new Cullinan cost four
Hundred somethin' grand
Just set that bitch on Forgios
New Fs look like I'm rollin' on big FN
(Iced Up Records)
It's on the flo'
Bitch, it's on the flo'
Ooh, it's on the flo'
Yeah, bitch we on go