ICEBERG - Where Do You Go lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Hold up, still runnin' these streets

I'm a young fly getting money, CEO

My life consist of bad bitches and weed smoke

Plus I'm consistent, all the hunger beneath the beef

Gettin' swallowed by all these models

More followers than dallas, so they always callin'

Catch a nigga slide on that chevy broad, they ballin'

Just hit another nigga bitch, off of heart break apartments

As long as they be phone copy, they be always under me

Just admit, I'm the hardest they get

Really honest, funny niggas always talkin' that shit

Pure comedy, but I'm gettin' high, pardon the jest

I ain't hard to see yet, every street music nigga gotta acknowledge

We use dummies, they still tryna cross their eyes and got LTs

And Lytox, all the way. In and out, do and through

I started from the bottom, now I'm bout to take it through the roof

Some need it to swallow, baby gal so fucking beautiful

But no she can't get wiffie, that's for anybody

Who don' knew we hangin' like an unchained stack-away in the pudiyou

Them john niggas can't fuck wid us, they don't open up

We don' shootin' for 'em

Bads and all the red bottom is a bitch pit

And she ain't do shit, I ain't even replace, I ain't do shit

Gettin' paper out of different states, I'm a politician pimp shit

I thrall the place and they hallin' place

Hustlers they feel this, no doubt

No rules, so the game, I'm doggin' it out

She never came up so ends so hell, I came all in her mouth

I swing big all ova her house, I got brain all ova her couch

One to give it to big Chris, but hell is all, wall is not

Oh, nigga, commin' thru, I is a pimp

Still got the IQ to hypnotize yo bitch

I make filfs before the roosters make they lil' sounds and shit

Live house or nuthin', it ain't nothin' but adjustin'

Fo' real!

Thanks to constantinv for correcting these lyrics