Lyrics Ice - Young Scooter

Ice

Ice\nNigga, either I got a…\nA hunnid on me or a hunnid thousand dollars worth of jewelry\nAny time you see me, I’m flexin'\nThug, count up, nigga\nYou already know, nigga, around the world juugin'\nI’m a mothafuckin' street nigga\nLet’s go\nI just iced myself (Ice)\nYeah, I just iced my wrist (Ice)\nQuarter million worth of jewelry (Ice)\nBout that shit off juugin' bricks (Ice)\nBallin' with no deal (Ice)\nYeah, I’m 'bout to ice my clique (Ice)\nVVS' in my charm (Ice)\nNigga, that’s like two bricks (Yeah)\nMy homie Scooter and them got spots in Mexico (Count up)\nAin’t hard for me to kill a nigga and go\nNo (Yeah)\nI done juuged around the world whole (Count up, count up)\nIt ain’t a place that I can’t go (Yeah)\nI got ice on ice (Ice)\nI got money on money (Money)\nI got hunnids on hunnids (Hunnids)\nI got bricks on bricks (Bricks)\nMe and Young Thug (Thug)\nWe came from nothin' (Came from nothin')\nOur re-up was nothin' (Nothin')\nI’m juugin' and hustlin' (Hustlin')\nSpent a half a million dollars on some jewelry so you notice me (Work)\nBought it off sellin' quarter kis (Quarter)\nI know plugs speak Chinese (Yeah)\nYou know I had to sign me (Yeah)\nI could write my own checks (Write my own checks)\nBlack Amigo Gang means you’re a boss of your own self (BMG)\nYou could ice yourself (Ice)\nWith these plug numbers (With these plug numbers)\nI got plug numbers (I got plug numbers)\nI got drug money (I got drug money)\nI got bond money (Bond money)\nI run the streets (I run the streets)\nFreeband nigga, I got Thug with me (Yeah)\nI just iced myself (Ice)\nYeah, I just iced my wrist (Ice)\nQuarter million worth of jewelry (Ice)\nBout that shit off juugin' bricks (Ice)\nBallin' with no deal (Ice)\nYeah, I’m 'bout to ice my clique (Ice)\nVVS' in my charm (Ice)\nNigga, that’s like two bricks (Yeah)\nMy homie Scooter and them got spots in Mexico (Count up)\nAin’t hard for me to kill a nigga and go\nNo (Yeah)\nI done juuged around the world whole (Thugger)\nIt ain’t a place that I can’t go (Yeah, no)\nFuck the struggle (What?)\nI’ma hustle 'cause I got muscles ('Cause I got muscles, nigga)\nAnd I ain’t Crippin' (What?)\nBut my ho’s shoes, they custom (Okay, cool)\nAnd if you play\nThey’ll find you in the creek like Dawson, nigga (Bow, bow-bow)\nAll it take is one phone call\nThey right there on Slauson, nigga\nUh, I ain’t NBC but I’ll re-rock him (What?)\nNo Crip, we gon' see 'bout him (Uh)\nYou can’t be right here (Yeah)\nAnd I mean that, you hear? (Talkin' 'bout)\nMortal Kombat, tell your ho to come here (Come here)\nI could change her career, nigga (Come here)\nI could change her gear (What?)\nLook at my ears, nigga (Yeah)\nMy car is rare, nigga (Haha)\nAnd I done stacked up so much cash\nThat them little niggas can’t even find me (And what?)\nAnd I don’t put the work down\nSo don’t call my phone if it ain’t 'bout rhyming\nFBG Scooter, what it do, my nigga? (What it do?)\nWe comin' through, my nigga (Yeah)\nTell 'em to move, my nigga\nI just iced myself (Ice)\nYeah, I just iced my wrist (Ice)\nQuarter million worth of jewelry (Ice)\nBout that shit off juugin' bricks (Ice)\nBallin' with no deal (Ice)\nYeah, I’m 'bout to ice my clique (Ice)\nVVS' in my charm (Ice)\nNigga, that’s like two bricks (Yeah)\nMy homie Scooter and them got spots in Mexico (Count up)\nAin’t hard for me to kill a nigga and go\nNo (Yeah)\nI done juuged around the world whole (Scooter, what it do?)\nIt ain’t a place that I can’t go (Let's go)\nIt’s the kid, homie (Yeah)\nLot of cash on me (For real)\nLot of swag on me (Straight up)\nBitch, I got bags, homie (I got bags, nigga)\nAnd I get 'em right here, in Atlanta (The A, nigga)\nFor a stupid number (A stupid number)\nYou don’t understand it (You don’t)\nI ain’t gotta leave the state, bitch, I’m a boss (A boss)\nAnd for a couple racks, I can get you knocked off (I can)\nI got young shooters (Shooters)\nBCF (What it do?)\nAnd for them Freebandz, they comin' to your front step (For real)\nAyy, Young Scooter (Yeah)\nWhat the lick read? (What it do, nigga?)\nI got racks, you got racks, let’s make the movie scene (Movie, nigga)\nIt ain’t nothin' to me, nigga (Nah)\nI cash out (Yeah)\nMy money got its own spot (Yeah)\nThe rack house (Yeah)