This is a song about "So u say your ice"

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

So i guess you could say your flow is whack

The jager in my cup is licorice black

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone

Your either as hot as the sun or as cold as ice

Who know this be the life that i really live

I say u jus keep hating

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I say u jus keep hating

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

U say u fuck with me i dont fuck u