ice mountain
francis, oliver
rollin' indo in a honda civic
i'm off two xans and we're syrup sippin
ya'll gon count big bands and we finna spend it
40 on my necklace bitch i had to get it
windows up on the whip and we smoked out
throw that shit in 5th never slow down
i've been sippin lean made me slow down
i might pull up on the scene smokin so loud
ye ain't gotta tell em they already know
lots of money always blowin up my iphone
throwin hundreds every single place that i go
big bands in my pants pockets on swole
i'm sippin lean with the sprite
i spilled codeine on my nikes
i gave the dick to a dyke
she gon be straight for the night
pourin a strip of the white
he know i'm grippin the nine
i'm sippin lean with the sprite
fuck boy you don't want no shit
two xans and my blunt stay lit
got big bands my money so thick
got two cups and we syrup sip