Ice City (One Foot In) lyrics

[Intro: Nines & Skrapz]
Zino Records
Boom!
CSB, ICB
Free up my people

[Verse 1: Skrapz]
Boom! I'm smoking cannabis weed
Driving around doing dangerous speed
Thinking how the sh*t would be if all my n*ggas were free
I got a lot of fire burning in me
And if it wasn't for the filthy 5-0, everyday I'll have a burner with me
I turn pennies to pounds
Driving round with a Tre Pound that can turn a stone cold killer to clown
Anytime I touch down in your town, shutdown
Big smile on my face, who's feeling me now
My names ringing like a telephone
Would you believe all the money that I own's from a telephone?
I live a life where tomorrow's here you never know
But a n*gga couldn't give a f*ck at all
Anything's possible
Ayo, I make this sh*t back if I lost it all
I go hard till the day I reach hospital
Me and my n*ggas unstoppable
Money on my mind, mission impossible
Boom!
[Hook: YD]
All this money that we making
But it's a risk we be taking
All these bricks we be breaking
Ice City got the game on lock

[Verse 2: Fatz]
Trying to make flips like a dope thing
But more time I got to make the chrome spin to show them I ain't joking (I do)
And after 7 n*ggas know they can't drive past (Nah)
I'd sky something out your arse, watch it fly fast
I know you see the ice even when the lights off
Certain days we might floss, f*ck what the price cost
Yeah he saw the pump, then he couldn't stop
Running down the road, he was looking like Forrest Gump
Tryna get better things
Iced out roley with the leopard skin (Ice City)
Try take that, then I pepper skin
We never disagree, if a n*gga is dissing me
Headshot history, and that'll be the end of that prick
And all the beef that's going on you know we started that sh*t
Them man hit the deck, and all I done is make the car skid (Ha-ha-ha)
South ride, gwarning like they wan die
Roll through any ends and make Kahn fly

[Hook: YD]
All this money that we making
But it's a risk we be taking
All these bricks we be breaking
Ice city got the game on lock
[Verse 3: Nines]
Oh well, he has to go, reload the calico
Red dots on that n*ggas head, Toad from Mario
Them n*ggas food's like a broke boat, it won't sail
All this coke for wholesale, I broke my old scale
Them n*ggas shooting in the air, I ain't go no bullet holes
If I tried I couldn't pose, JD bag full of O's
I'm flawless with the words, should be touring, not on curbs
Me and Midge in the restaurant, all we talk about is birds
I love the grind plus hate it, frustrated
n*gga on my line talking bout his nine's short and I just weighed it
These promoters ain't got enough for me to do a show
Me and Shuts the Crop Circle, I don't mean an UFO
I make history when I spit
Starboy, I'm always used to b*tches on my di*k
Always listening to Jack or some Nipsey in the whip
n*ggas on me for a feature, tell em miss me that sh*t
It's Nines...

[Hook: YD]
All this money that we making
But its a risk we be taking
All these bricks we be breaking
Ice city got the game on lock