Chocolate Ice Cream Land
๐ต 1830 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:45 duration
๐ ID: 13565143
๐ Lyrics
(Saturday, sunday, go miles around)
(Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
(Saturday, sunday, go miles around)
(Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
Maddie the villain, I keep it surreal
Twist my mustache make it bend like steel
Get the fuck back 'cause I pack the steel
Seems fake but it's real, like electric eels
So what the heck's the deal
With these fake-ass foes
Keep acid on my tongue, make it decompose
You see my clothes, I'm draped in paisley
I sniff the rose, y'all push the daisies
And when I blow smoke y'all
Know what it's laced with
You fools want a tool, take fifty paces
If you think I'm cool
That's cool but face it
You couldn't be me even if we switched places
Shit talk sounds inaudible
The way that I lick shots
I call my fucking pistols my popsicles
M80, I aim to please they try to aim at me
But only in the land of make-believe
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Down, down the road
Love goes where Madison goes
I'm at the shows, I don't rap
I just float and glow
They ask how she does it, but no one knows
Like when the wine-glass shatters and
There's no one's home
I got a crystal pistol with amber trim
Wrap it in my fist
Bullets that can cut through rims
The velvet grip, the ruby scope
I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
I shoot the dope
I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
I drop the acid
Rappers act hard but they melt like plastic
They talk sheets like a bunch of fabric
And when there's no beats
They just rock the static
They freak at black magic
The laugh the track and tip a
Line to stop the fragments
But that was just a dream
They try to fuck with me
But only in the land of make-believe
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Down, down the road
(Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
(Saturday, sunday, go miles around)
(Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
Maddie the villain, I keep it surreal
Twist my mustache make it bend like steel
Get the fuck back 'cause I pack the steel
Seems fake but it's real, like electric eels
So what the heck's the deal
With these fake-ass foes
Keep acid on my tongue, make it decompose
You see my clothes, I'm draped in paisley
I sniff the rose, y'all push the daisies
And when I blow smoke y'all
Know what it's laced with
You fools want a tool, take fifty paces
If you think I'm cool
That's cool but face it
You couldn't be me even if we switched places
Shit talk sounds inaudible
The way that I lick shots
I call my fucking pistols my popsicles
M80, I aim to please they try to aim at me
But only in the land of make-believe
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Down, down the road
Love goes where Madison goes
I'm at the shows, I don't rap
I just float and glow
They ask how she does it, but no one knows
Like when the wine-glass shatters and
There's no one's home
I got a crystal pistol with amber trim
Wrap it in my fist
Bullets that can cut through rims
The velvet grip, the ruby scope
I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
I shoot the dope
I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
I drop the acid
Rappers act hard but they melt like plastic
They talk sheets like a bunch of fabric
And when there's no beats
They just rock the static
They freak at black magic
The laugh the track and tip a
Line to stop the fragments
But that was just a dream
They try to fuck with me
But only in the land of make-believe
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Living in a chocolate ice cream land
Down, down the road
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.24] (Saturday, sunday, go miles around)
[00:06.00] (Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
[00:11.20] (Saturday, sunday, go miles around)
[00:16.09] (Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
[00:21.34] Maddie the villain, I keep it surreal
[00:23.69] Twist my mustache make it bend like steel
[00:26.09] Get the fuck back 'cause I pack the steel
[00:28.45] Seems fake but it's real, like electric eels
[00:30.89] So what the heck's the deal
[00:32.41] With these fake-ass foes
[00:33.49] Keep acid on my tongue, make it decompose
[00:35.89] You see my clothes, I'm draped in paisley
[00:38.17] I sniff the rose, y'all push the daisies
[00:40.98] And when I blow smoke y'all
[00:42.37] Know what it's laced with
[00:43.89] You fools want a tool, take fifty paces
[00:45.77] If you think I'm cool
[00:47.65] That's cool but face it
[00:49.09] You couldn't be me even if we switched places
[00:51.61] Shit talk sounds inaudible
[00:53.09] The way that I lick shots
[00:54.50] I call my fucking pistols my popsicles
[00:56.61] M80, I aim to please they try to aim at me
[01:00.09] But only in the land of make-believe
[01:01.99] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[01:06.23] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[01:11.43] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[01:16.35] Down, down the road
[01:21.90] Love goes where Madison goes
[01:23.63] I'm at the shows, I don't rap
[01:25.07] I just float and glow
[01:26.38] They ask how she does it, but no one knows
[01:28.43] Like when the wine-glass shatters and
[01:30.32] There's no one's home
[01:31.39] I got a crystal pistol with amber trim
[01:33.66] Wrap it in my fist
[01:34.75] Bullets that can cut through rims
[01:36.44] The velvet grip, the ruby scope
[01:38.70] I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
[01:40.22] I shoot the dope
[01:41.47] I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
[01:43.03] I drop the acid
[01:44.26] Rappers act hard but they melt like plastic
[01:46.79] They talk sheets like a bunch of fabric
[01:48.94] And when there's no beats
[01:50.16] They just rock the static
[01:52.31] They freak at black magic
[01:54.12] The laugh the track and tip a
[01:55.74] Line to stop the fragments
[01:57.59] But that was just a dream
[01:58.83] They try to fuck with me
[01:59.62] But only in the land of make-believe
[02:01.75] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[02:06.71] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[02:11.59] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[02:16.75] Down, down the road
[02:32.99]
[02:44.43]
[00:06.00] (Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
[00:11.20] (Saturday, sunday, go miles around)
[00:16.09] (Saturday, sunday, nothing much sound)
[00:21.34] Maddie the villain, I keep it surreal
[00:23.69] Twist my mustache make it bend like steel
[00:26.09] Get the fuck back 'cause I pack the steel
[00:28.45] Seems fake but it's real, like electric eels
[00:30.89] So what the heck's the deal
[00:32.41] With these fake-ass foes
[00:33.49] Keep acid on my tongue, make it decompose
[00:35.89] You see my clothes, I'm draped in paisley
[00:38.17] I sniff the rose, y'all push the daisies
[00:40.98] And when I blow smoke y'all
[00:42.37] Know what it's laced with
[00:43.89] You fools want a tool, take fifty paces
[00:45.77] If you think I'm cool
[00:47.65] That's cool but face it
[00:49.09] You couldn't be me even if we switched places
[00:51.61] Shit talk sounds inaudible
[00:53.09] The way that I lick shots
[00:54.50] I call my fucking pistols my popsicles
[00:56.61] M80, I aim to please they try to aim at me
[01:00.09] But only in the land of make-believe
[01:01.99] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[01:06.23] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[01:11.43] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[01:16.35] Down, down the road
[01:21.90] Love goes where Madison goes
[01:23.63] I'm at the shows, I don't rap
[01:25.07] I just float and glow
[01:26.38] They ask how she does it, but no one knows
[01:28.43] Like when the wine-glass shatters and
[01:30.32] There's no one's home
[01:31.39] I got a crystal pistol with amber trim
[01:33.66] Wrap it in my fist
[01:34.75] Bullets that can cut through rims
[01:36.44] The velvet grip, the ruby scope
[01:38.70] I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
[01:40.22] I shoot the dope
[01:41.47] I'm not talking 'bout drugs when
[01:43.03] I drop the acid
[01:44.26] Rappers act hard but they melt like plastic
[01:46.79] They talk sheets like a bunch of fabric
[01:48.94] And when there's no beats
[01:50.16] They just rock the static
[01:52.31] They freak at black magic
[01:54.12] The laugh the track and tip a
[01:55.74] Line to stop the fragments
[01:57.59] But that was just a dream
[01:58.83] They try to fuck with me
[01:59.62] But only in the land of make-believe
[02:01.75] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[02:06.71] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[02:11.59] Living in a chocolate ice cream land
[02:16.75] Down, down the road
[02:32.99]
[02:44.43]