Too much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, ooh (ooh) Too much ice, too much ice, too much ice on me, bitch (chyeah, brr, ooh) I'm the youngest flexer out here, sure you've heard 'bout me, ooh (chyeah, chyeah, chyeah) Bentley coupe, drop top coupe,

Songs in the kitchen All my dreams came true My songs took me far away Now I'm singing them every night In these bright lights up on this stage To tell you the truth I'm probably just missing Songs in the car Songs from the heart

Please, please Don't leave me be It's not true Take me to the roof Told you not to worry What do you want from me? Don't ask questions Wait a minute Don't you know I'm no good for you?

Oh-ooh-whoa-ooh-oh-oh If you wanna party, put your hands up Don't play me just kiss me Put your hands up put your hands up Tonight I'll say Put your hands up And I swore that I would never say I miss you more every day

Why you, why you keep that tool like dat? How you get so high like dat? Why your eyes like dat? Kodak, why you act like dat? Why you strapped like dat? Nigga, I don't need no vitamin C Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (With my niggas, aye)

Until I smile at you Within my heart I know I will never start To smile again I'll never smile again I'll never laugh again What good would it do For tears would fill my eyes My heart would realize That our romance is true

Nine bloody dreamers on the dancefloor Nine bloody dreamers And now I can see you And now I got nine bloody dreamers on the dancefloor I’ll grab a pen and a pad baby now let’s go I got a lot to love I got a lot to lose At this point in my life I’d rather

You make me feel like no one I sing my words, I'm fucked at dealing Really want me to be a good son why? With your life's dead bodies everywhere Come on, step inside, and you will realize Tell me what you need, tell me what to be What's your vision?

Do you wanna die happy? My love's a revolver My sex is a killer I shoot 'em bang bang Line 'em up Knock 'em down My looks can kill

Look, I know you, you just wanna fuck me for my fame Girl, don't you? You just wanna fuck me for the fame Yeah, don't you? You just wanna fuck me for the fame She wanna fuck me 'cause them diamonds on my chain Girl, I know you, you be out here playin'