Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Icey, artist - Drakeo The Ruler.
Date of issue: 19.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Too Icey |
We are not the same you don’t have enough ice |
I lift up my sleeve, and damn, almost went blind |
It’s gon' be really hard to see me under strobe lights |
If you see me with a F&N, nigga don’t mind me |
(Diego, Bankroll Got It) |
He tried to run up on a chop, I had to clothesline him |
Sneak dissin' on the net got me dumbfounded |
It’s gon' be a lot of funerals and closed caskets |
They was screamin' free me, and now it go backwards |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments on the net |
Shooters with me that’s gon' leave a nigga strtched |
Who don’t like me? |
I cam in rockin' Cartier Patek |
Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I’m too icey |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments on the net |
Shooter with me that’s gon' leave a nigga stretched |
Who don’t like me? |
I came in rockin' Cartier Patek |
Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I’m too icey (uh shit) |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments, cause I’m way too icey (uh shit nigga) |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments nigga, fuck who don’t like me |
If you dig it, then you gotta get the shovel |
Mud spillin' while I’m dancin' with the devil |
I’m a villain, but the lord will be my shepherd |
Stick talk, left his body like a leopard |
Once again, can’t nobody do it better |
A punk rocker, I be playin' heavy metal |
This was all, throw them fifty three hundred |
I love the fit, but I gotta rock a drum with it |
These is Bally’s from the police I’ma run in em' |
I’m a felon on parole, plus there’s guns in here |
Ain’t from the streets, I suggest you don’t come in here |
I flood the studio with Neiman Marcus shopping bags |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments on the net |
Shooters with me that’s gon' leave a nigga stretched |
Who don’t like me? |
I came in rockin' Cartier Patek |
Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I’m too icey |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments on the net |
Shooter with me that’s gon' leave a nigga stretched |
Who don’t like me? |
I came in rockin' Cartier Patek |
Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I’m too icey (uh shit) |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments, cause I’m way too icey (uh shit nigga) |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments nigga, fuck who don’t like me |
Niggas don’t like me, and I’m glad they let me know it |
I’ma sit outside his momma house, then read a poem |
Don’t worry ‘bout them Bentley’s double parked, that’s just a song |
Good punch lines, but I’ma do a nigga wrong |
Where was niggas at when I was sittin' in the can? |
Where was niggas at when I ran through two hundred bands? |
I’ma slap a nigga till' he wake up out his dream |
Then tell him how I left his BM house, and it was cream |
What is real money? |
You don’t even know the meaning |
To wake up, up in Heaven but still go to sleep with demon |
What is real money? |
You don’t even know the meaning |
To wake up, up in Heaven but still go to sleep with demon (the ruler) |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments on the net |
Shooters with me that’s gon' leave a nigga stretched |
Who don’t like me? |
I came in rockin' Cartier Patek |
Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I’m too icey |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments on the net |
Shooter with me that’s gon' leave a nigga stretched |
Who don’t like me? |
I came in rockin' Cartier Patek |
Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I’m too icey (uh shit) |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments, cause I’m way too icey (uh shit nigga) |
Ain’t worried ‘bout them comments nigga, fuck who don’t like me |