ISekc - Iced Coffee Freestyle lyrics

(Intro) You f**ers got to go Go! You f**ers got to go If you don't start nothin' There won't be nothin'(4xs) You don't start no sh** There won't be no sh**(4xs) Ha! (Verse One) Go and grab a Maxi pad my hating lad to stop the flow Your sk** is hella bad I'm Heli Pad I'm lifting off bro She on the pole but just a tad You getting mad uncomfortable Because you in the wrong lane keep hitting every pothole They never believed us and now we getting Velveeta They think they pure like Goku and treating me like Vegeta Well put your Trunks on and slam a quarter in the meter You in the water with Jaw's your daughter's watching the feature I'm more hungry than Chowder so beats I'm a devour Got the power, sour spitting I tower over the coward's Overpowered getting cake all you hater's just blow them flowers Young, black and educated I got 'em calling me Howard But I ain't graduated Too smart to wear the cap I'm always self motivated Don't need a book to learn to rap You use the internet to fap I use the internet to stack Bond with people like stocks Then put the team onto my back, worst Just grin and bear it, behavior problems I swear it Make haters straight pee their pants cause they always acting embarra**ed Upload a verse just to share it you upload and parish Dumb babies can't speak the language, these Rugrats in Paris Let's compare it, to be the fairest your sk** ain't earning no merit I be son-ing whack rappers, and still they'll never inherit The sk** the dominant parent Apparently I'm the Sheriff so Like the program for kids Little homie, don't even D.A.R.E. it (Bridge) Now tear it up then she hold me down Make winter fell like it's May and whether you stick around I'm winning every round I'm outer space bound 2 girls with bu*ts like Kim O.K. you get it now? (Verse Two) Tell the driver to take the taxi to Pluto I need to take a break I'm dealing with all you putos Don't need a pillow replacing it with her culo They say 'Damn, he spark the track like it married Jason Derulo' (Yep!) Top of the ranks, no Shabba Use to sell music, right out of my locker Go hard in the paint you can call me Waka Like 2Pac, Man I eat beats waka waka waka, ok