Icy Girl Remix Solo by CTB Quintus Lyrics
[Intro]:
Ooo is that CTB?
I been on my soul, I don’t give a fuck who don’t like me
Postin’ all these Chops on the social don’t excite me
I’m from Seattle where the sun don’t really shine lightly
Stand out the way, touching checks like it’s Nike
When you down and you broke, niggas start to turn grimey
Said I ain’t gonna make it? I ain’t take that shit nicely
[Verse]:
Niggas on my dick, startin’ to think you niggas gay
Niggas try to rob me? Up the blick and send em outer space
12 get on me? I don’t give a fuck, hit the gas and brake
Hit on that hoe, then I’m gone, bitch I’m skippin’ statеs
Never beliеved in magic ‘till my nigga turned into a snake
If the blick had a voice, that bitch sing like it’s Drake
Just trynna chase a bag, why do all these niggas hate?
Imma keep runnin up that bag, like a nigga outta shape
You must be good friend with polo cause you niggas cap a lot
Got some niggas with no food, sorta like to trap a lot
If you know me then you know I cannot be cool with thots
My niggas posted on that block, trynna catch an op
When I come up, niggas better not make a damn sound
When I’m up top, these niggas better not come around
It’s: attract me to the bread, got no time for clowns
And all this ice on my neck, I think I’m finna drown
All these nigga trynna stop me, that’s a no go
I’m bouncin’ to the top, nigga, with no pogo
I’m not coo’ with her, she just eat me like some coco
You the type of nigga that’ll snitch to the po-po
Lil nigga, quit talkin’, get yo’ check up
Countin’ all this money on me - got me flexed up
Not talkin’ Milwaukee but I had to get my Bucks up
When yo’ bro switch up, that’s what’s really fucked up
Only thing I’ll really chase is some blue ben’s
In my own lane, lil nigga, I’ll never try to fit in
Too much niggas with no bread, it’s gettin’ outta pocket
Just wait, nigga, soon I’m gon’ blow like it’s a rocket
Never been fake to my niggas, plug em like a socket
Don’t really give a fuck about the price, I want it?, imma cop it
And you niggas been staying on that sideline
Lil nigga, you ain’t me, nigga, stop trying
I ain’t come from the sun, but imma shine
I’m not a teacher with the shit, but I guess it’s my time
Ooo is that CTB?
I been on my soul, I don’t give a fuck who don’t like me
Postin’ all these Chops on the social don’t excite me
I’m from Seattle where the sun don’t really shine lightly
Stand out the way, touching checks like it’s Nike
When you down and you broke, niggas start to turn grimey
Said I ain’t gonna make it? I ain’t take that shit nicely
[Verse]:
Niggas on my dick, startin’ to think you niggas gay
Niggas try to rob me? Up the blick and send em outer space
12 get on me? I don’t give a fuck, hit the gas and brake
Hit on that hoe, then I’m gone, bitch I’m skippin’ statеs
Never beliеved in magic ‘till my nigga turned into a snake
If the blick had a voice, that bitch sing like it’s Drake
Just trynna chase a bag, why do all these niggas hate?
Imma keep runnin up that bag, like a nigga outta shape
You must be good friend with polo cause you niggas cap a lot
Got some niggas with no food, sorta like to trap a lot
If you know me then you know I cannot be cool with thots
My niggas posted on that block, trynna catch an op
When I come up, niggas better not make a damn sound
When I’m up top, these niggas better not come around
It’s: attract me to the bread, got no time for clowns
And all this ice on my neck, I think I’m finna drown
All these nigga trynna stop me, that’s a no go
I’m bouncin’ to the top, nigga, with no pogo
I’m not coo’ with her, she just eat me like some coco
You the type of nigga that’ll snitch to the po-po
Lil nigga, quit talkin’, get yo’ check up
Countin’ all this money on me - got me flexed up
Not talkin’ Milwaukee but I had to get my Bucks up
When yo’ bro switch up, that’s what’s really fucked up
Only thing I’ll really chase is some blue ben’s
In my own lane, lil nigga, I’ll never try to fit in
Too much niggas with no bread, it’s gettin’ outta pocket
Just wait, nigga, soon I’m gon’ blow like it’s a rocket
Never been fake to my niggas, plug em like a socket
Don’t really give a fuck about the price, I want it?, imma cop it
And you niggas been staying on that sideline
Lil nigga, you ain’t me, nigga, stop trying
I ain’t come from the sun, but imma shine
I’m not a teacher with the shit, but I guess it’s my time