More Icey – R3 Da Chilliman Lyrics
When it's beef we gon' park it outside
Don't talk to Mr. Chilli if you ain't bought you a Patek
Me and Yak fallin' in, loafy right in the cabinet
Sometimes that Bahamas don't brung badder them bullets
How his trigger finger itchin' and he never even pulled it?
I'm tired of niggas fake playin' with this shoot-'em-up shit
This called casette now, your bottles still say Tris
You know the two-tone Rollie nasty, work, we don't do that
Made some hard kicks, paint splats where my shoes at
Nigga play like you don't know but who gon' pop it like the kid?
They ain't never found a quarter million dollars in the crib
Cookie-cream LooseLeaf wrapped in a rapper weed
Talkin' 'bout a pour granny ain't used, what the fuck
More Icey, de R3 Da Chilliman (álbum Rich Rapping II), composta por R3 Da Chilliman, NoLimitAustin e Tray Duncan; lançamento: July 3, 2026.
