[Chorus]
Ice all out on my arm gave her a cold shoulder
Switch off the b*tch she think i'm bipolar
These n*ggas in the way, imma run them over
Two Styrofoams this ain't no Patron
Too many hoes i can't bring them home (fax)
Them blue racks keep me company when i'm alone
My young n*ggas want all the smoke, all the smoke
I really got rich, its set in stone
[Verse 1]
I think she love cause my drip
I just met the b*tch she taking pics (she taking pics)
I might take a trip to Madrid
Eight chains on my neck like a squid
Blue racks, add it up (do the math)
Imma f*ck that b*tch till i had enough
You to wait to close to me n*gga back it up (back up)
Had to cut off certain n*ggas we got bad blood
Walked into a check then i ran it up again
I ain't going out like that had to delete a b*tch [?]
Five strippers in my bed room dancing on em bands
I be having mood swing when I put on this hermes
[Chorus]
Ice all out on my arm gave her a cold shoulder
Switch off the b*tch she think i'm bipolar
These n*ggas in the way, imma run them over
Two Styrofoams this ain't no patron
Too many hoes i can't bring them home
Them blue racks keep me company when i'm alone
My young n*ggas want all the smoke, all the smoke
I really got rich, its set in stone