Ice T

So much chains around my neck just like I’m Ice T If I have a daughter she’ll be like Blue Ivey Come and get your baby she act like my wifey I drip a shit ton it’s inside my IV I rock the Hilfiger inside the bank What’s the smell grade A dank Foreign sliders, switching lanes Another dosage to the brain Not yo hood, false claim In the north with south slang Spent a couple hundreds I was shopping off in Balmain Took another pill like I was just in Ibiza Cracking up a 4 they pouring it by the liter Baseball size diamonds they hittin like Derek Jeter Imma get rich while you hating it sucks to be ya Yeah Sell out like the 80s Og got me floating like bumblebees I’m fucking on bitches with double Ds I’m dripping my belt got the Double Gs I was hooping remember breaking both feet I got dogs who be tynna get off the leash Imma school a lil nigga if I gotta teach I ain’t come from the streets but I still preach Wa-walk in closet got a mall in it Rocking different chains but they all tennis I’m the one to Blame since they all dripping This is not game niggas really killing Imma thug type I ain’t got feelings Clone nigga be style stealing Snake boys they all venom I ain’t gotta worry when them boys get em So much chains around my neck just like I’m Ice T If I have daughter she’ll be like Blue Ivey Come and get your baby she act like my wifey I drip a shit ton it’s inside my IV Rock the Hilfiger inside the bank What’s the smell grade A dank Foreign sliders, switching lanes Another dosage to the brain Not yo hood, false claim In the north with south slang Spent a couple hundreds I was shopping off in Balmain Who you know Who can catch bag like Julio I got all these groupie hoes they having fun with the coco Every time I’m in it she in love she go loco Snitching on what I saw hell nah that’s not my M.O Keep it on low low Get money like death row I got opponents on me but I don’t do toe to toe to toe They trynna get in my head , but I won’t let em though Nightmares when I sleep in the bed sometimes I be seeing ghost She be lying I’m not her man Pockets full of dead friends Rollie plain Jane dial different like I’m Ben 10 Hot just like a frying pan Magic touch like Peter Pan Dripping in that designer I should be sponsored by that Dapper Dan