Snow Cone (Sped Up)

Laying back, Tommy bag
Diamond belt
Smoking gas, killing bitches.
I feel like a gang-star
Plaid pants, crop top, diamond chain.
Black shades.
Drop a bag, iced out wrist. Now they pissed
Cause I'm the best
She wants Percocets, drop the cddie.
No Grammies. I'm living tho
Dying to spar, This joint hard, slimes out
Trying to race, black tints
Seats mint. Twinnin tho
Gangshit. Black boots. Black strap,
Black cap. Now we back.
Smoking Gas, with the Mack's, they don't lack. Strolled up like I cream Van
No sprinkles
Said she felt a lil tingle.
Said I was pretty like the bumble bee
Two buns
No pun call me chun
Laying back tommie bag, there no jabs
We don't drag
Got the strap diamond belt
Iced out wrist now they pissed
Red rabbit, then she grabbed it
With the ice, there's no price
I was winnin all my life
No past tense.
Laying back, tommie bag, there's no jabs , we don't drag got the strap, diamond belt
Iced out wrist now they pissed
Red Rabbit, then she grabbed it.
With the ice, there's no price.
I was winnin all my life
No past tense
-Switch mode-
Laced up, pink prints,
Leopard seats, brand new
They was mint, sprinkles two
Got the uzi, called up Lucy said she dropping fades too
Sweet taste, apple faced, no shade, custom made.
On a roll it's a heist, sitting court side
But they outside
Shootin dice
With my hoops, shooting 3s, where the Tree
Stay at ease, this is free.
Cause I Skated on em
cnd they waited on em
We was drunk in love like yonce n ‘em