Released on February 17, 2014

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[Chorus]

Ice ice cold

That's a cold motherfucker


[Verse 1]

Ice ice cold

Fuck all the bullshit, we taking over

All my niggas they stunting heavy like they supposed to

We won a trophy fuck all the nominees

Now I'm praying to God for all my robberies


[Chorus]


[Verse 2]

Fuck with my money it might be your last day

We smoking niggas, I'm gon' need an ashtray

Strip off her lingerie like a robbery

I made her come fast like she was Japanese

She listens to Drizzy, Weezy and Trigga Trey

Hustle whatever baby, you're getting dick today

Thug live that's cold life

Shakedown, we got the best dope price


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]

These niggas counterfeit they ain't about shit

I be wearing stacks, they ain't got time to count shit

I'm just trying to get ahead while getting some head

Birds flock a nigga they know I get to the bread

Ice ice cold

I'm a bad motherfucker, bad like Michael

Shit might look trippy but we ain't tripping though

Might just be sipping but we ain't mixing though

Only time I ran was from the federales

My chick be on the Adderall all day on the Molly

No album still getting that pocket loud

They've been waiting for this shit like Mayweather and Pacquiao


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[Verse 4]

I'm running the town

No fucking around

I'm fucking with Hov'

I'm back on the brown

Walk through the valley the shadow of death

I'm pitching the white like I'm back on the mound

I'm in this pussy while you're in your feelings

Making a killing

Got work in the building

I'm living the life of a hustler child

Pop me a freak then I'm making a dealing

We in the streets, just me and my dog

Riding around with a strap in the car

My niggas shooters

My bitches is 'bout it

We smoking and drinking

Get fucked by the law

Ice ice cold

And we back in the hood with the OG kush

That boy psycho