KayyKilo - ICE lyrics

(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Hmm, look like DJ Chose) yeah ('Kilo)

Like, ooh, watch out (Uh, huh)
Forеigns on foreigns, I pop out ('Krrt)
Cut a bitch off, now she cropped out
(Hеllo, hello)
Treat him like my lead and get topped off
(Uh, huh)
That mean like give me some head and I dip
(Okay)
I get to the cheese, nigga gimme my chip
All of my niggas be payin' my bills
(Cash out)
I like to shop out in Beverly Hills (On gang)
No key, so you know it's a foreign
(Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm a pretty lil' bitch like Lauren (Uh, huh)
I be kickin' big shit, I'm scorin' (On gang)
I like to do freak shit, I ain't borin'
(Come here) like, ooh
(yeah, ooh) , bend it over (yeah)
Touch my toes (Come on)
I don't know just what he doin'
But I know I want some more
(Some more, more)
Nigga fuck me like a animal
(Okay) , I'm crawlin' on all fours (Oh
Come on) pretty bitches wanna join us
(Uh, huh) , just behind you
Shut the door like

Missin' diamonds in your jewelry, hell nah
I ain't fuckin' wit' you (What the fuck?)
You ain't takin' care of
Your children, hell nah
I ain't fuckin' wit' you (What the fuck?)
You ain't countin' up no Benjis, hell nah
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
(Broke ho, broke ho)
All your designer lookin' dingy, hell nah
I ain't fuckin' wit' you (Move around clown)
Tip on the floor, yeah, I'm hard on a ho
(On God)
In the strip club, all the hoes love me
(Tip, tip) won't step in your shit 'til
We all at the door (On gang)
Your security better not touch me
(Don't touch me) it's 'Kilo, bitch (Woo)
All the hoes jockin' my steelo, bitch
(Woo, woo)
Air a bitch out and reload, bitch (On gang)
Shoes tied, so you know that we don't trip
(Uh uh, don't trip) and that's on gang (Yah)
Saucy lil' bitch, lo mein (Uh, huh)
I don't really know her name (Her name)
I just hope that she go both ways (Both ways)
I just swerved in a pussy ho lane (Uh, huh)
I'm a bully, I'll snatch yo' chain (Fuck you)
Hang it up, this is not your frame (Oh no)
Want the money, I ain't worried 'bout fame
(All facts)
'Kilo, cartel, bitch, it's a gang

New ice on the way and I'm
Already cold, gotta tell a nigga
"Bring me a heater" (I'm cold, uh huh)
Make a ho eat her words like
Her name in a mace (Uh, huh)
I'm wrong, Ike Turner when I beat her
(Eat the cake, uh huh)
Now they copy my steelo from
My flow to my swag (On God)
I really ain't never been a teacher
(Lil' bitch)
On my Instagram page tryna beef on the low
(Oh, what?)
Sendin' shots, I don't do the trigger fingers
(Fuck boy, uh huh)