1017 SO ICEY GOTH SQUAD

[Hook] Iced out wrist, iced out bitch Iced out wrist, iced out bitch Iced out wrist, iced out bitch Iced out wrist, iced out bitch [Verse 1] Iced out chips, iced out whips Ten Gucci chips, ten Gucci whips Iced out wrist, might drown my bitch Ten cellphones, might flip the bitch Eight dime bags, might smoke a bitch Came through the function on a fucking drip Steeze on yo' hoe, iced out glow Four gold rings, iced out rolls Nigga drop the motherfucking iPhone Bring the Jeeps out, bitch give me dome Ice iced out, iced out crib Everything iced out, even adlibs [Hook] Iced out whips, iced out bitch Iced out whips, iced out bitch Iced out whips, iced out bitch Iced out whips, iced out bitch [Verse 2] Pink Benz Jeeps, iced out rims Two flip phones, iced out chips Iced out crib, iced out piece Iced out art, iced out face Pink cheetah fleece, hoe it's Bitch Mob All white on, hoe it's Goth Money Finna text the hoe, no free calls Had to toss the hoe, that's a free ball At the corner store, with the Asians Smoking on the thrax, no Jamaican Everything ice like a freezer, hoe Iced out Gucci chips, icy Beamers hoe [Hook] Ice iced whips, iced out bitch Iced out chips, iced out whips Iced out bitch, iced out chips Iced out whips, iced out bitch bitch Iced out bitch Goth goth huh huh huh goth Iced out Crip