This is a song about "Ice cream truck"

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

My fist is a truck i make shit go amuck

Like a truck i roll on top of them

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

So move back, i react, faster than a truck to truck impact

With a nice vanilla cream

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

I got a dollar and a dream

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

I pipe in and one night her

Truck fit fuck that hilfiger