Warhol.SS, BOOFBOIICY - IceWar lyrics

Tell these lil' niggas, "Pick up the pace"
Smokin' gas, yeah, I love the taste
Big Glock won't jam up
Got big drop in my fanta
These pussy niggas can't stand us
Takin' these pills like them embodiments
Bullets playin' hide n' seek
Catch his ass, put him to sleep
Pull up slow, we love to creep
Tell these lil' niggas
"Better pick up the pace"
Smokin' gas, yeah, I love the taste
Big Glock won't jam up got drop in my fanta
Pussy niggas can't stand us

(Mike G, you can't do this to 'em, man)
Choppa reloaded, I know I'm the coldest
I walk in the room with a chip on my shoulder
VVS diamonds they cover my pinkie
It's cold on my fist
It felt like Nova Scotia slide, pop, ride
These niggas pussy I know so
I ain't bring the poker
Money get longer, I fuck up the folder
Been countin' a lil' stronger as
I got a lil' older
Fuck that lil' hoe like a mofuckin'
Pinky ring look like a mofuckin' boulder
Be on my Glo, feel like young Sosa
Hoe wanna ride like a lil' roller coaster
Fuck with that counter
I be fillin' that toaster
Don't fuck wit' niggas
The hoe know that I'm chosen
I cannot fuck that lil' hoe 'cause she broken
I know that lil' hoe for everyone
I cannot fuck that hoe 'cause she stank
Walk in the spot and I'm smellin' like
Cookie aroma when I'm in the bank
These niggas hoes, I know
I'm a lil' different I'm one of the greatest
I cannot copy you niggas
I body you niggas and put 'em on stage
Hold up, wait, I see you boys takin' swag
I'm to original, I just
Might finish you, nigga
Who guarding your bag?
Can't give no nigga no pass
Whip this shit slow, deliverin' it fast
Only hoe nigga I might add
Hoe you so trash, fuck is you glad?

Tell these lil' niggas, "Pick up the pace"
Smokin' gas, yeah, I love the taste
Big Glock won't jam up
Got big drop in my fanta
These pussy niggas can't stand us
Takin' these pills like them embodiments
Bullets playin' hide n' seek
Catch his ass, put him to sleep
Pull up slow, we love to creep
Tell these lil' niggas
"Better pick up the pace"
Smokin' gas, yeah, I love the taste
Big Glock won't jam up got drop in my fanta
Pussy niggas can't stand us

Pull up quick, tell 'em to duck
Movin' slow, yeah, we love to creep
Hit his block, had to clean the whole street
Hittin' the trap, phone gon' dub
What do you want? I can serve you that shit
Big Glock choppin' shit
Red beam, I won't miss
One call, place your order
Standin' tall with my soldiers
We gon' ball, movin' boulders
Get him off, thought I told you
Yeah, we love to wack shit
Hit my phone, get taxed, bitch
Got the work doin' backflips
If you slide shit get tragic
Do him dirty, causin' havoc

Tell these lil' niggas, "Pick up the pace"
Smokin' gas, yeah, I love the taste
Big Glock won't jam up
Got big drop in my fanta
These pussy niggas can't stand us
Takin' these pills like them embodiments
Bullets playin' hide n' seek
Catch his ass, put him to sleep
Pull up slow, we love to creep
Tell these lil' niggas
"Better pick up the pace"
Smokin' gas, yeah, I love the taste
Big Glock won't jam up got drop in my fanta
Pussy niggas can't stand us