Yeah, Yeah! Ice in my dreams I been a sigma since I was sixteen I **** on your bitch I take her right back To her nigga, 'the streets' They don't know this shit My nigga Tycoon pulling Up with the lean! That's me on the mix I'm not really good But I'm not really shit They trapping like this? It sounds really hard But there's no compe-T I did a forty Then back to the streets I'm popping a xanny I drive obsolete They pointing directions They pointing at me I'm godly as **** Don't you with a beast Italian monster I look for a feast These Bloemfontein leighties Ain't shit to the king! (eyy) They saucing at me They driving their jeeps I'm taking their bitches Your body for keeps Don't wanna be caught With the lions and sheep Lil Baddie a trophy They crafted for me Ain't chopping like this Been the hottest since I was a kid (Sheesh) Don't you worry I'm getting my lick Couple dawgs out Don't know what's the sitch Way too clean What do you mean? I'm a beast A machine Don't pardon my reach! Tryna eat You don't wanna go against The whole team Them niggas are mean We don't puff regular Too many on my cellular My shit getting heavier Tryna get a new Patek yeah (Yeahhhhhh)