(Intro)
Let’s get ready to rumble!
Saratosa, the Notorious BIG
Back to flight school
How’s yo b**h?
East side n***as, what it be like? sh** down
(Hook)
Ice, ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
Muthaf**a, ice ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
(Verse)
Ice, ice cold
f** all the bullsh**, we takin over
All my n***as be stuntin heavy like they supposed to
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We won the trophy, f** all them nominees
Now I’m prayin to god for all my rivalries
Ice, ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
f** wit my money might be your last day
We smokin' n***as, I'm gon' need an ashtray
Strip off her lingerie like a robberies
I made her cum fast like she was Japanese
She listen to Drizzy, Weezy and Trigga Trey
I said whatever baby, you getting dick today
Hah, thug life, that’s swole like
Shakedown, we got the best dope price
Yea
(Hook)
Ice, ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
Muthaf**a, ice ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
(Verse)
Ice, ice cold
These n***as counterfeit, they ain’t bout sh**
I be weighin stacks, ain’t got time to count sh**
I’m just tryna get ahead while we get some head
First flock a n***a, they know I get to the bread
Yea, ice ice cold
I’m a bad muthaf**a, bad like Michael
Let’s get it
sh** might look trippy but we ain’t trippin though
(What else?)
Might just be sippin but we ain’t mixin though
(What else?)
All the time I ran, was on the federales
My chick be on the Aderol or they on the molly
Got that album, still getting that buckle out
They waitin for this sh** like Mayweather and Pacquiao
(Hook)
Ice, ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
Muthaf**a, ice ice cold
That’s a cold muthaf**a, ice ice cold
(Verse)
I’m runnin the town, no f**in around
I’m f**in with Hov, I’m back on the brown
Walk through the valley, the shadow of d**h
I’m pitchin the white like I’m back when I’m out
Bangin this p**y while you on yo feelings
Makin a k**in, got work and I’m villain
Livin the life of a hustla child
Pop me a freak then I’m back to the dealin
We in the streets, just me and my dawg
Ridin around with the strap and it co*ked
My n***as shooters, my b**hes is bout it
We smoking and drinkin, get f**ed by the law
Ice, ice cold
And we back to the hood with the OG kush, that boy psycho
(Outro)
Aye man k** that beat man
k** that sh** n***a
Psycho 2, what else?
(Fatality, fatality)
This is Donald Trump and who kid you’re fired