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letra de ice pack - belift (usa)

[chorus]
tell them hoes that i’m so hot, you gon’ need a ice pack
but i switch up and be so cold, that i’m the ice that they pack
i get so bored, so i text his opp, while i ride on his sack
he don’t care if i gotta d-ck, he just wanna hear that ass clap

[verse 1]
you don’t need to tuck your chain around me, that sh-t look like it’s from shein
she thought she could run a play on me, leave that d-mn b-tch on seen
said she got a bunch of tea, but that b-tch ain’t ever gon’ merch it
can’t compete with any of my bars if you write it with service
fat ass b-tch, go run a lap, since you like to keep on track
youth home living ass b-tch, like sh-t, girl i would also be mad
you’s an ungrateful ass b-tch, even after i went and signed
now look at you, tryna ride my waves, i put you back in the line
you b-tches posting up a set, but live in d-mn connecticut
i ain’t in no gang, but them boys in chi-raq know that i don’t play with them
i said that sh-t, i stand on it, that something y’all don’t comprehend
i drop again, they stalking it, in their chats, i’m the topic again

[chorus]
tell them hoes that i’m so hot, you gon’ need a ice pack
but i switch up and be so cold, that i’m the ice that the pack
i get so bored, so i text his opp, while i ride a blood sack
he don’t care if i gotta d-ck, he just wanna hear that ass clap
[verse 2]
you b-tches so unoriginal, i seen that sh-t on the next b-tch
black bodysuits with a white top don’t mean that you the one whose starting sh-t
tory burch my regular, stop making this sh-t trend like it’s luxurious
fresita wanna be ass hoes, land in mexico, i’ll get heads, b-tch
si te animas, te espero en sinaloa
i’ll have it out for anyone, like b-tch i got chip on my shoulder
you gon’ say nothing to me, but you acting like you knuck if you buck
p-ss on ya d-mn unc’s urn, you keep on trying me like i give a f-ck
better hope i don’t smash that sh-t, ashes don’t mean sh-t to me
these b-tches buying sh-t with advances, then flexing like we don’t see
stop tryna go line for line with me, just play with the powder
or better yet the needle, caught the zempic, and now you’re sour
your mama just got out of rehab, but you call mines drunkie?
‘member when she left your ass in the cold at 5 ‘cause she knew you were p-ssy
this b-tch a bop, she letting homeless men finger her
attracted to anything that plays soccer and has a hair cut

[chorus]
tell them hoes that i’m so hot, you gon’ need a ice pack
but i switch up and be so cold, that i’m the ice that they pack
i get so bored, so i text his opp, while i ride on a blood’s sack
he don’t care if i gotta d-ck, he just wanna hear that ass clap

- belift usa

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