Lil Crix – “Iced Tea” ( Lyrics ) LilCrixVEVO Lil Crix – “Iced Tea” ( Lyrics )
(Xairr, let me get that real quick)
Mm-mm, mm
Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah
Ayy, hold on (Ayy, Mighty, turn my headphones up, woah)
What I say, nigga?
Chorus
I like my bitch just the same color as my iced tea
You got chill, bae, you just squirted on my white tee
She asking if I’m a killer, shit, I might be
It’s time to settle down, bae, let’s go and site see
She wanna get her hair done, sent a light three
They like, “How you switched it up?” ‘Cause this the right beat
I’m tryna leave, she get to grippin’ on my right knee
It’s a lock up on my heart, she got the right key
Verse 1
That pussy tight, I get to hittin’, she start screaming that I’m rough
Bae, you chillin’ with a gangster, talk yo’ shit and get tough
Take her to the mall, cash her out on Dior and chrome hearts
Before me, it was Michael Kors, now she got a Goyard
She got me focused on my music, shit, I’m tryna hit the charts
She got stretch marks and she natural and I treat her like a art
She got a business I invested, I know how to play it smart
She take her time to comfort me when I told her I was scarred
Bae, you fucking with a boss, not a lil’ fish
I need a grown woman, not a lil’ bitch
I got my bills up in her name so they can’t track me
And she got the guns up her name so they can’t jack me
Chorus
I like my bitch just the same color as my iced tea
You got chill, bae, you just squirted on my white tee
She asking if I’m a killer, shit, I might be
It’s time to settle down, bae, let’s go and site see
She wanna get her hair done, sent a light three
They like, “How you switched it up?” ‘Cause this the right beat
I’m tryna leave, she get to grippin’ on my right knee
It’s a lock up on my heart, she got the right key
Verse 2
I get to rubbing on her feet when she tell me that she stressed
When she have a bad day, she go to laying on my chest
The world crashing down on me, but I got you, so I’m blessed
I’ve heard of ride or die before, but let’s put this shit to test
Girl, I think I love—, bae, you know the rest
She get to posting with my chains, bae, you love to flex
She get to actin’ like she me, do a money spread
Her last nigga was a buster, bae, this rapper bread
Chorus
I like my bitch just the same color as my iced tea
You got chill, bae, you just squirted on my white tee
She asking if I’m a killer, shit, I might be
It’s time to settle down, bae, let’s go and site see
She wanna get her hair done, sent a light three
They like, “How you switched it up?” ‘Cause this the right beat
I’m tryna leave, she get to grippin’ on my right knee
It’s a lock up on my heart, she got the right key
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