Ice wata
You don't want me on her
Causin' all this drama
Save it for ya mama, o o
Imma check her
But only if you let her
She want this fire
Tell her to retire, o o
F*ck you talkin' bout, I'll see you, hurt you, hunt you down
Now you talkin' crazy, acting like I'm not around
You don't be reppin' and I see you switchin' up yo crowds
Search for heaven, but you seem to always drag me down
Now I'm chillin', coolin', picked the woods up from the store
Now you feinin', tweakin', acting like you want some more
But don't you worry, I ain't got no time for a hoe
And if you hear this, imma really have to let you know
Ice wata
If you want it sign up
This ain't a diner
But I could feed you finer, o o
You want the come up
So tell that bitch to f*ck off
This ain't donation
So save it for ya mason ja-ar
F*ck you talkin' bout, I'll take you, break you, work it right
Now you talkin' crazy, wonderin' where I am at night
You don't be reppin', I can hear it in the way you talk
Search for heaven, but I can't seem to find my glock
Now I'm chillin', coolin', ridin' round with no cares
Now you feinin', tweakin', followin' me everywhere
But don't you worry, I always got love for a fan
And if you hear this, better flex my shit on the gram
Ice wata
I'm not guilty your honor
She want the problems
And imma help her solve em, o o
I won't regret it
Guess I got a fetish
But don't you test it
Cause imma let you have it, o o
Ice wata
You don't want me on her
Causin' all this drama
Save it for ya mama, o o
Imma check her
But only if you let her
She want this fire
Tell her to retire, o o
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Ice wata
You don't want me on her
Causin' all this drama
Save it for ya mama, o o
Imma check her
But only if you let her
She want this fire
Tell her to retire, o o
F*ck you talkin' bout, I'll see you, hurt you, hunt you down
Now you talkin' crazy, acting like I'm not around
You don't be reppin' and I see you switchin' up yo crowds
Search for heaven, but you seem to always drag me down
Now I'm chillin', coolin', picked the woods up from the store
Now you feinin', tweakin', acting like you want some more
But don't you worry, I ain't got no time for a hoe
And if you hear this, imma really have to let you know
Ice wata
If you want it sign up
This ain't a diner
But I could feed you finer, o o
You want the come up
So tell that bitch to f*ck off
This ain't donation
So save it for ya mason ja-ar
F*ck you talkin' bout, I'll take you, break you, work it right
Now you talkin' crazy, wonderin' where I am at night
You don't be reppin', I can hear it in the way you talk
Search for heaven, but I can't seem to find my glock
Now I'm chillin', coolin', ridin' round with no cares
Now you feinin', tweakin', followin' me everywhere
But don't you worry, I always got love for a fan
And if you hear this, better flex my shit on the gram
Ice wata
I'm not guilty your honor
She want the problems
And imma help her solve em, o o
I won't regret it
Guess I got a fetish
But don't you test it
Cause imma let you have it, o o
Ice wata
You don't want me on her
Causin' all this drama
Save it for ya mama, o o
Imma check her
But only if you let her
She want this fire
Tell her to retire, o o
You don't want me on her
Causin' all this drama
Save it for ya mama, o o
Imma check her
But only if you let her
She want this fire
Tell her to retire, o o
F*ck you talkin' bout, I'll see you, hurt you, hunt you down
Now you talkin' crazy, acting like I'm not around
You don't be reppin' and I see you switchin' up yo crowds
Search for heaven, but you seem to always drag me down
Now I'm chillin', coolin', picked the woods up from the store
Now you feinin', tweakin', acting like you want some more
But don't you worry, I ain't got no time for a hoe
And if you hear this, imma really have to let you know
Ice wata
If you want it sign up
This ain't a diner
But I could feed you finer, o o
You want the come up
So tell that bitch to f*ck off
This ain't donation
So save it for ya mason ja-ar
F*ck you talkin' bout, I'll take you, break you, work it right
Now you talkin' crazy, wonderin' where I am at night
You don't be reppin', I can hear it in the way you talk
Search for heaven, but I can't seem to find my glock
Now I'm chillin', coolin', ridin' round with no cares
Now you feinin', tweakin', followin' me everywhere
But don't you worry, I always got love for a fan
And if you hear this, better flex my shit on the gram
Ice wata
I'm not guilty your honor
She want the problems
And imma help her solve em, o o
I won't regret it
Guess I got a fetish
But don't you test it
Cause imma let you have it, o o
Ice wata
You don't want me on her
Causin' all this drama
Save it for ya mama, o o
Imma check her
But only if you let her
She want this fire
Tell her to retire, o o
Writer: Rabia Shohatee
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid