Letra de Untitled - Ice Prince

(Feat. ODUMODUBLVCK, PsychoYP)

(Wack-ass rappers)

(Broke-ass rappers)

(I'm finna go get my scissors)

(I'm finna cut all y'all niggas)

(Wack-ass rappers)

(Slow-ass rappers)

(Broke-ass rappers)

(Y'all niggas ain't got no manners)

As you see me so

I swear, I no dey lack

I no dey lack, I no dey lack

All my goons for my street, dem get my back

Dem get my back, that's a fact

See my jeans get money

E no dey slack, I no dey slack

I no dey slack, never that

All these rappers wey dey talk

I know they wack

I know they- (uh)

Make I talk

Abi make I brush

All these girls the way they looking at me

Come dey make a nigga wanna blush

They cannot be like us

Nobody fresh like us (nah)

Niggas wanna act so tough over here

I cut off their whole dreadlocks (pow-pow)

Back in the booth with my ABJ rapstars

And we dey blow every last card

Always on the road like LASTMA

Giddem them the smoke

I kill 'em with asthma

Shey you dey see all the flex

Shey you dey see all the carats wey dey for the neck

I be like kala, I no get respect

I be double wahala like konan and krept

Bet

Girl see ice turn wet (wet)

Gave her that D then slept (slept)

Me wey don drink all night

But she still wan kiss with ma morning breath (sheesh)

I feel like boarding jet (yeah)

But I go burn my kanaku first (prra)

I'm on my way to your city (ODUMODUBLVCK)

Please, make sure the foreign set

Because of odumodu dem dey swear affidavit (don)

My haters, they pray, when they see me (girls)

Dem boku wallahi (me)

I no dey pay for the pussy (alhaji)

Throw away money like qatari (habibi)

Na wetin she start to call me

I pam kalashin (kpo)

Mago mago no dey near me, I'm not a dundee

My money na mint kawai

Zamani na hit dole

ABJ boy in a bit sotey

Obi cubana dey follow me eat (boss)

Back to the business

Back to the pimping

My kala no dey point and miss (swish)

Spin that kele for picanto flex am

Odumodu squeeze my tits

Odumodu lick my clit

Na the same thing I suffer for my mistress click

All her friends wan nack me (what)

Chow me

Fuck me

Wanna be my candy

But I no get plan "B" (YP)

So I stay on my grind just to feed my family

And if they can't understand me

They go hear am one day, when i enter Grammy

They too dey fuck up

They no dey lock up

They no fit understand my voltage

I told them boy there really I'm a problem

Nigga I been drilling on road since 08'

Still a standard guy

If you really wanna talk, we could talk no lie (masun baby ji masun de)

Get your ass up and go outside

I told 'em wait for me

I'm in the bank waiting patiently

Low-key I used to just fuck on her friends

But now they just hate on me

I just sit back and let God handle that

In the building I'm throwing a hundred racks

In the section I'm fucking with you

If I pass you the blunt, then you better just pass it back

Fuck nigga

As you see me so

I swear, I no dey lack

I no dey lack, I no dey lack

All my goons for my street, dem get my back

Dem get my back, that's a fact

See my jeans get money

E no dey slack, I no dey slack

I no dey slack

All these rappers wey dey talk

I know they wack

I know they-

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