ice tray

dababy

look at my wrist

it's a ice tray

i'm smokin' like smokey on friday

i just got head in the parkin' lot

people saw it when they pulled up beside me

these niggas hatin'

they joe budden

run up on me and i'm gon' bomb 'em

i'm selling gas out a 4 runner

she got that ass and a throat on her

that's my baby

i just got back in my rhythm with it

i got the gas in a rental with me

i'm tryna get me some muhfuckin' money

i can't get it laughin' and chillin' with ya

you's a lil' boy

you a little nigga

it's a motherfuckin' joke

it's a silly nigga

he blowing smoke like an engineer

i fuck his ho like a prison nigga

who buyin' dope? i got plenty with me

if he don't got a ride

then go get the nigga

and all of my rides got extensions with 'em

and i don't like this beat so i'm finished with it

nigga

dig that'll fuck ya