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[Prelude] Ice up in my fanta, yuh Ice up in my fanta, yuh, ice up in my fanta, ice up in my fanta, yuh, ice up in my fanta aye, ice up in my fanta aye Ice up in my fanta aye, bitch she from Atlanta We speak country grammar (squad) Bitch I go bananas (squad) Fuck your bitch on camera, know her twitter handle (aye) I don't know her name, (ay) light that bitches candle (aye) Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up Bitch you right embarrassed All my bitches candles Fuck this life I gamble Takin' shit no manners Racks inside my satchel, (Racks, squad, squad squad) [Verse] All of your hoes jack ya cheque None of my flows can be snatched She wanna draw on my (?) I need my (?) Boy you get split with an axe Straight down yo' head to yo' back Fuck these lil' niggas they wet Fuck these lil' hoes they attached I don't plan shit I'm ahead These niggas be livin', but dead Niggas gon' be shivered, be scared I fuck her she wet on my bed She wanna fuck cause my dreads Killin these (?) Bitch I don't love you (?) Niggas want what in his head?! Thought I was somewhere, but fuck it Bitch when I'm high - it's no ruckus Niggas won't creep up and for fuck shit So a nigga ain't worry 'bout fuck shit I stow it up and it's (?) I cannot sleep with a slow bitch She talkin' shit down, bitch it's nothing Gimme a new (?) [Chorus] Ice up in my fanta aye, bitch she from Atlanta We speak country grammar (squad) Bitch I go bananas (squad) Fuck your bitch on camera, know her twitter handle (aye) I don't know her name, (ay) light that bitches candle (aye) Hol up, hol up, hol up, hol up Bitch you right embarrassed All my bitches candles Fuck this life I gamble Takin' shit no manners Racks inside my satchel, (Racks, squad, squad squad)
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