Ice Cream by MKAY44 Lyrics
The plan was conceived
We on repeat
I look down to the ground, what I see is concrete
Won’t you achieve, a state of mind where you finally believe ignore the greed yeah you already agreed to succeed
I’m in the place to be 22 years straight we in NYC baby
Don’t drive me crazy
Cause I’m coming in hot I’m bloomin like a flower you could call me daisy
I’m actin up sometimes tend to get lazy
But it’s usually when I’m motherfuckin hazy
When I'm sober I be feelin like I’m off the molly
Happy as fuck let’s book a flight to Bali
Stay lowkey when ya naughty
Oh I see you with the fit rockin Roberto Cavalli
Yeah we rock that good good vintage shit at the party
Old designer like I’m dangerous got to admit
I’m rollin with my bips who like to sip
I be chillin with chop rips
It’s raining out yeah it go drip drip
Order in got the chopsticks
Pour it on like balsamic
Oh I think u want it
Yeah now I’m feelin kinda cautious
Oh I think I’m nauseous
Put em in coffin I be boppin while these bitches be coughing
I ain’t stopping
Make u feel complete like I’m a topping
We eatin ice cream reckless when we scream
On the block shoutin yer, off the green (ayy)
Gotta kick it when we lean, back don’t have a heart attack damn that shit would be whack (uh huh)
I'm boutta clock out I'm bouncin off this track
See you later, ayy
Hopefully, you bring that shit back
We on repeat
I look down to the ground, what I see is concrete
Won’t you achieve, a state of mind where you finally believe ignore the greed yeah you already agreed to succeed
I’m in the place to be 22 years straight we in NYC baby
Don’t drive me crazy
Cause I’m coming in hot I’m bloomin like a flower you could call me daisy
I’m actin up sometimes tend to get lazy
But it’s usually when I’m motherfuckin hazy
When I'm sober I be feelin like I’m off the molly
Happy as fuck let’s book a flight to Bali
Stay lowkey when ya naughty
Oh I see you with the fit rockin Roberto Cavalli
Yeah we rock that good good vintage shit at the party
Old designer like I’m dangerous got to admit
I’m rollin with my bips who like to sip
I be chillin with chop rips
It’s raining out yeah it go drip drip
Order in got the chopsticks
Pour it on like balsamic
Oh I think u want it
Yeah now I’m feelin kinda cautious
Oh I think I’m nauseous
Put em in coffin I be boppin while these bitches be coughing
I ain’t stopping
Make u feel complete like I’m a topping
We eatin ice cream reckless when we scream
On the block shoutin yer, off the green (ayy)
Gotta kick it when we lean, back don’t have a heart attack damn that shit would be whack (uh huh)
I'm boutta clock out I'm bouncin off this track
See you later, ayy
Hopefully, you bring that shit back