Dancing On Ice

(Quincy Tellem) I got some Gelats (yeah) I spilled one, now I feel like I can dance (yeah, yeah) She just text me, "come" (yeah) "C-U-M" I text her back, oh, that's what's up (yeah, yeah) Ooh, I keep it clean (woof) Diamonds in this shit like it's ice cream (bling) Holding down the team (mmm-mmm) Shooting from the hip, ain't got no beam (bow, smoke) I make make a straight girl out a dyke, make her South Pole for this ice (yeah) She's at her friends for the night, told her mom a lie and now it's fine I was in a C, she keep it classy, so I let her ride it (ride it) I was with Quincy, she said gun boys outside, so I'm hiding (hiding) 'Cause we some made men they just wanna see us on the pavement (huh) And she a straight ten, she gon' pull up on me, I just say when (huh, skrrt-skrrt) Rolling loud, smoking through this Gushers got me zoning out (smoking loud) Mix it with that shit that make me slowin' down Get him down, I ain't no McGregor, I ain't tapping out Wilding out, calling up Nick Canon, bring the canon out Signing out, tired of all the bullshit, I ain't not signing up Pattern up, I can't tell you twice you better pattern up I got some Gelats (yeah) I spilled one, now I feel like I can dance (yeah, yeah) She just text me, "come" (yeah) "C-U-M" I text her back, oh, that's what's up Ooh, I keep it clean Diamonds in this shit like it's ice cream Holding down the team (mmm-mmm) Shooting from the hip, ain't got no beam (bow, smoke) Swish, Steph Curry, where I bee's there's honeys And my rucksack heavy, got some homework ready, ah One hand on the wheel, the other one's holding smoke Can't take this indictment to my fucking home Ha ha, fifty K on the time, I don't waste mine Slide by, pull up on her and hit like a drive-by (bow-bow) Go time, never turning my back on my own slimes (no way) Own slimes, fucked a ho in my traphouse, she Snow White (let's go) These trousers cost me a bag, I don't even know the brand I was in the six like Pogba shopping with 88GLAM Presi discontinued, but I bust it, going Donald, fam I just bought some smoke from Dam, I'm too fly bitch, I'll never land (never land) I got some Gelats (yeah) I spilled one, now I feel like I can dance She just text me, "come" (yeah) "C-U-M" I text her back, oh, that's what's up (yeah, yeah) Ooh, I keep it clean (yeah) Diamonds in this shit like it's ice cream (bling) Holding down the team (mmm-mmm) Shooting from the hip, ain't got no beam (Shooting from the hip, ain't got no motherfuckin' beam, dawg)