This is a song about "Bitch and ice"

Just need a dope beat and bet, scotts nice, we got a cold flow and he got ice,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Imma call her and have that bitch lick the tip of my ice cream cone like a

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

My flow is ice cold. bitch go get a sweater.

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

And i be on point like a mutha fucking ice pick

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

But we alright, and we ball right, it's no return, we're just flossin' ice,

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

Just before they seen my money in the green