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Correct Iced Out Gold Chain Lyrics
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Correct Iced Out Gold Chain
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[Chorus] Iced out gold chain Frostbite numb the pain I can't stand and I can't be the same Why they wanna do me dirty Why they things wanna murder me Make me wanna hold the thirty I've been dreaming, I've been swerving [Verse 1] Yeah, I just wanna be balling, shot caller I just wanna throw away for somebody daughter Don't mind if I act wild That's how I was brought up The og's look so- We're just doing what you thought us Cuban zirconium, man these niggas ain't clear Imma do some my earrings, I put Versace in my ear When I upgrade my levels I'm moving to the upper tier I'm surrounded by waves that turn my body to a pier Low in the foreign I'm relearning how to steer I open my mouth, you see - chandeliers When I tap the ip like [?] Find the walls on that bitch, I'm the pussy pioneer I need to check my self control, no I need to dip myself in gold, woe I need to not drink and drive when I'm on my way to la Riding on the 5 I need to not measure, my success impresses you Cause its crazy what a nigga like me go through for [Chorus] Iced out gold chain Frostbite numb the pain I can't stand and I can't be the same Why they wanna do me dirty Why they things wanna murder me Make me wanna hold the thirty I've been dreaming, I've been swerving Yeah, I live a wild life can get myself to buy a town Downsouth, broke and my [?] wants to get back down I got a fresh piece for the car game coming over Just make sure you wear some [?] from the Fashionnova (ay) Driving fast, I might scratch the Rover (ay) Seen my exes, almost ran them over (ay) I count my stacks on a nigga head I need all my cup, baby hanging over Aye, I been in the kitchen like I'm whipping [?] All my diamonds water walking like they Moses You a pussy, you a pi, you a pitcher poser Yeah, and I got the glow like a neon poster She coming over, she sitting on me I don't need a sofa I got the Henny, my niggas with me, that's gone bring 'em over Slapping that guap, let you know that that's gone bring 'em closer Never know what you might do when you sitting with her [Chorus] Iced out gold chain Frostbite numb the pain I can't stand and I can't be the same Why they wanna do me dirty Why they things wanna murder me Make me wanna hold the thirty I've been dreaming, I've been swerving
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