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letra de certified - icewear vezzo

[intro: icewear vezzo]
d-mn max, this one’s too hard
alright
got me and my cell

[chorus: icewear vezzo]
drive that lambo fast look like i’m speed-racing
this new richard cost a milli’ like i’m dream chasing
i been gettin’ money since a teenager
stick dirty, pop dirty but got clean paper
[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
pop me a g6 and now my jaw lockin’
draco on me this b-tch singin’ just like carl thomas
mix xannies with the molly, i got bar hobbies
f-ck this rappin’, this sh-t fail then i’m gon start robbin’
sticky on me tucked, b-tch i’m a demon
rollie blingin’, got a b-tch, she look like saweetie, f-cked her good, she eat my s-m-n
only sip that keke, i be fiendin’ cause i need it
got a choppa on my [?], i call it jeezy
vvss diamonds, i don’t wear average
got a brand nеw f&n, i like to stare at it
b-tch i’m really up just likе the stair attic
ray ray with me, he gon’ blow sh-t like a head gasket

[verse 2: future]
you don’t sell dope, scam, drop bodies, you can’t hang with us
yeah, all we postin’ up with is all gang members
gi certified, got a urus in both ears
she want me to urinate on her, i ain’t got no chill
f-cked this tall, yellow sh-t look like naomi campbell
just doin’ eliantte diamond, this a high number
pinky ring cost a n-gga about a brick of dog
came from sellin’ dope and stashin’ bricks inside the wall
man, that ho you tryin’ to wife, i smash and never call
should’ve been a pimp, b-tch beggin’ me to take it off
drug traffickin’ made a millionaire out my lil dawg
get ghost on a rnb superstar and made the blog
take the rap show money, i’m goin’ and buyin’ bales
they gon’ slide when they come through, they give the opps h-ll
money, good p-ssy, promethazine, all i ever need
and everyday we do the dash, f-ck 12, high speed
got my motor in the trunk with some very loud pipes
put on twenty diamond chains, got on very loud ice
got the bando goin’ crazy with the green and the white
you can hear the money machine beepin’ while we shootin’ dice
i was raised up with junkies, and i came out that zoo
ak clip with the monkey nuts, shoot it ’til your hand blue
i get doped up on these adderalls, i treat it like food
count some millions up by hand, and i still ain’t through
had to give away some of my b-tches, all these b-tches i run through
all these sticks like we from j-pan, all these bricks kung fu
[chorus: icewear vezzo]
drive that lambo fast look like i’m speed-racing
this new richard cost a milli’ like i’m dream chasing
i been gettin’ money since a teenager
stick dirty, pop dirty but got clean paper

[outro: icewear vezzo]
sparkles in it
pop me a g6 and now my jaw lockin’
pop me a g6 and now my jaw lockin’
draco on me this b-tch singin’ just like carl thomas

- icewear vezzo

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