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Ice by Cam Keddy Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro]
It's you, baby

Heart so cold that it’s made of ice
Pull up get fried like rice
She wanna roll w the team cah we stay on fleak n the drip got price
Black boi but my kicks off white
Melanin queen n the back come nice
Old tings see a young boy flex in a Benz n now they wanna roll like dice
Heart so cold that it's made of ice
Pull up get fried like rice
She wanna roll w the team cah we stay on fleak n the drip got price
Black boi but my kicks off white
Melanin queen n the back come nicе
Old tings see a young boy flex in a Benz n now they wanna roll likе dice

Old tings see a young boy flex in a Benz
110 switch Lanez no Tory
N i only got time for the paper no fake love Cah dem man dere bore me
Touch gang get beat like raw meat
She a good girl but I make her act naughty
5'2 big back brown skin wan tek this wood, said I’ll be there shortly
4 rings on the whip no rental, whipping w the gang but it ain't no kitchen
Even if I had 6 9 goons on my back fam I swear not one of them snitching
Fuck boys wan talk bout real but when I turn backs I can hear them bitching
So I just gotta stay discreet...
Like a young nigga doing up missions



Fake ones trynna get too close
N they think I ain't notice
Never off track I'm focused
King of my city n these niggas all jokers
Stack up my bread then hocus pocus

Too much love for my brothers no jonas
Shawty like prada gucci n roses
Capping on tracks litttle nigga that's bogus
Drip too hard I make u look homeless

Heart so cold that it's made of ice
Pull up get fried like rice
She wanna roll w the team cah we stay on fleak n the drip got price
Black boi but my kicks off white
Melanin queen n the back come nice
Old tings see a young boy flex in a Benz n now they wanna roll like dice
Heart so cold that it's made of ice
Pull up get fried like rice
She wanna roll w the team cah we stay on fleak n the drip got price
Black boi but my kicks off white
Melanin queen n the back come nice
Old tings see a young boy flex in a Benz n now they wanna roll like dice

Roll like dice
Cah the drip got price
I can tell that my haters are pissed off

Secure the back
Gotta catch these flights
N I ain't got time for a pit stop

Young boy w a voice
N it weren’t by choice
So I’m just trynna blow like a tiktok

Thick thighs slim waist
Two hands on her face
I ain't talking bout a buss down wrist watch

All my G’s wear polos but we don't capalot
Imma singer but I rap a lot
Watch this space like a astronaut
No yellow ghost but I snap a lot
No Pringles but I stack a lot
Like nhs she clap a lot
Imma keep running up cheques
Till my amirirs ain't fat enough


Fake ones trynna get too close
N they think I ain't notice
Never off track I’m focused
King of my city n these niggas all jokers
Stack up my bread then hocus pocus

Too much love for my brothers no jonas
Shawty like prada gucci n roses
Capping on tracks litttle nigga that's bogus
Drip too hard I make u look homeless

Heart so cold that it's made of ice
Pull up get fried like rice
She wanna roll w the team cah we stay on fleak n the drip got price
Black boi but my kicks off white
Melanin queen n the back come nice
Old tings see a young boy flex in a Benz n now they wanna roll like dice
Heart so cold that it's made of ice
Pull up get fried like rice
She wanna roll w the team cah we stay on fleak n the drip got price
Black boi but my kicks off white
Melanin queen n the back come nice
Old tings see a young boy flex in a Benz n now they wanna roll like dice