Christopher Foster - Iceberg Lyrics

Man I'm getting to the bread
Told her let me get a little head before I leave, uh
Man I'm thumbing through a fat check
Man these cats spit lies and I'm fact checked, uh
All praises go to me bitch
Call me Iceberg 'cause I'm more than what you see bitch
I don't like curds, but I'm getting to the cheese bitch
Yeah I liked her, but I sent her to the streets bitch
Got her sitting in my sheets bitch
Rolling something good, man I'm twisting up a leaf bitch
All it takes is some belief bitch
Get a little head, and that shit is for relief bitch
I spit a verse too sick
I'm probably kicking back on some Kung-Fu shit
If I gotta problem then I run through shit
If she call me late then I come through quick
And we got to run it back if I cum too quick
I don't really like how these bums do shit
I'm the one who's sick, who spits
Hit you with a f*cking one two bitch
Man her tongue do tricks
I'm something that they want to be
I know that sounds arrogant
I'm trying to say it humbly
Eating beats when I get hungry
And all these other cats are under me
When they need some help, man they'll probably run to me
'Cause they know that I'm the best
And soon I'll be running things
Run the game till I quit
Man I aim for the fence
And I ain't with the shit that you lames tend to be with
That's why I only rap with the cats I'm in the league with
'Bout to run it up I'm trying to see how big the lead gets
I'll probably go and leak this
If she's looking good then I'll sweep her off her feet quick
Then I hit her with the meat quick
The way they ride waves man they're probably getting sea sick
And I like 'em single, I don't want to have to sneak dick
Say it to your face, I don't even got to sneak diss
He sent the beat and told me "peep this"
Kill it every time man this shit is just a breeze bitch
And I got her on her knees quick
And that's the only thing I need bitch I'm gone, uh