Hook-

I got ice in my veins

To legit all my niggas put in pain

Top 5 I need my own hall of fame

He talking crazy like he won’t be my stain

Verse1

You know my body man I can’t trust a soul

Shawty wilding why she trying touch my phone

Is she sneaky man she try to fuck my boy

She like my style always smelling like cologne

When it comes to this shit

I set the tone

Pariona got me riding with the pool

Fuck fame I rather get it

On the low

Scratch that I rather get it

With my bro’s

Hook-

I got ice in my veins

To legit all my niggas put in pain

Top 5 I need my own hall of fame

He talking crazy like he won’t be my stain

Vеrse 2-

Can’t believе this shit

You use to do

“Why”

Dubbing all these b*tches I was loving you

She to boujee man she always got attitude

Now I’m get it on my lonely

I ain’t mad at you

She call me up for some gas

Now I’m taxing you

She ....

Don’t ...

Love me No more!

I rock Christian Dior !

Hook-

I got ice in my veins

To legit all my niggas put in pain

Top 5 I need my own hall of fame

He taking crazy like he won’t be my stain