LYRIC

Baby let go of me
I still think about you lowkey
I got feeling on my sleeve
Rocking ice and blowin tree
She’s a sweet girl with her iced tea
Ima cut relations like a slice of pie
And her daddy had a chopper
That’s an eye for eye
She been with many men and I don’t care
Ice jingling when I walk catch a stare
When my main bitch trynna trip
Come together like a spliff
I don’t know which way she is
All this money got me trippin
Gotta belly on me I’m eating I’m getting thick
Yeah yeah yeah
Same old nigga taken risks
When she trippin and tellin me off
I don’t fight back
And I made it
That’s my baby, that’s my runnin back
I got glizzy’s I got beams
But I made it out the street
Gotta keep 10
I fight demons in my sleep
Baby let go of me
I still think about you low key
I got feelings on my sleeve
Rocking ice and blowin tree
You a sweet girl with your iced tea
Baby you my iced tea yeah

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