[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Got dog shit on me
All this ice, it look like frost bit on us
Look at my garage, look like an auction, don't it?
Treat that chopper like an app, I can log in on it
[?] cash, whole crib, n***a, fuck a mortgage
We ain't going back and forth, you ain't tutched a quarter
Yeah, I mean a milli, [?] fuck up [?]
Now we shop at Max 5th, [?] couple more [?]
Yeah, that's that grow up, n***a
Free my n***a P from the grove, n***a
Before I started rapping, hit the road with it
All them lies you n***as rapping, getting old, n***a
Bitch, I'm with Lou Gram
Just popped a Nipsey Hussle, that's a blue xan
[?] with two hands
[?] not the ones that you hooping

[Verse 2: Lou Gram]
Lifestyle like I play in the league
Spending n***as' lives on jeans
Smoking five different stranes of this weed
Got [?] hit my line, what you need?
Drove [?] out of state and in the city
Got cribs out of state and in the city
Five chains at one time, you can't miss me
What I'm really working with is a mystery
[?] can't choose one
New chain [?] new one
10 K what you n***as call a run
How you a shooter, and you don't own a gun?
This year, 30 racks on [?]
That was a down payment on a Bentley
Quick to run up a hundred in a jiffy
Got [?] them hundreds, getting sticky