Iced Neck

[Verse] I'm learning, I'm skipping all of you bitch niggas antics See I discovered your tactics, so you niggas panic She really want a savage, told that bitch "I do not do that" I just roll around, got sticky buds on me, I call that Blue Tac (young) Who's that? Oh, that's the nigga that will rock your bitch I'm peaceful, but I'll rock your shit Got cribs on cribs, with loads of things in it (aye) Man I'm wavy, and I'm sure you can agree (innit?) With my music, man, I put my heart and soul in it So many things on my mind, and I can't get rid of it I make a beat to pass time, before she pulls up to my crib Hard day I'm going home, I'm tryna kiss up on my bitch I'm born alone, die alone, I don't need you piece of shit Banana clip, please put your clit up in my face hoe Niggas envious, that's why I had to stay low Skrr skrr, riding down the hill, I've got the pace hoe These niggas love my shit, they're calling my shit fuego (fire) Yeah, my shit is fire Chilling with a baddie called Maya, I was just with Tia Feel like Lee Black, cause I've got a pound of reefer I skip your keeper, like R9 in FIFA My gyal is a keeper, there's no way Imma leave her She keep my dick up, like its keepie uppies She occupying my mind, every day of the week She really make a nigga feel lucky (aye) I am a gangsta, and a romancer I had to block the bitch, she tried to act up, I'm Ennes Kanter (getting blocked) I'm in the woods, I'm on my ones, the only colour is green That's how I hit a three in Pro-AM, we're taking the lead (splash) Your range is short just like Connor, relax my G Talking, but your breath kicks, go brush your teeth How dare you step on my kicks, don't fuck with me I've got the wet on my neck, that's jewelry (young) [Chorus] That's jewelry I've got wet on my neck I've got the wet on my neck, that's jewelry (bitch) Relax my G I've got the wet on my neckm that's jewelry I am a gangsta, and a romancer I had to block the bitch, she tried to act up, I'm Ennes Kanter [Outro] The Amazon package of the loud just came in Tame Impala in my speakers, I'm just vibing Riding this beat, as good as nineties piping Driving to the destination of extinction Big rings on my wedding finger, shines like christmas I've got this shit, so tell me what's on your wish list, bitch What's on your wish list, bitch