Yea (feat. Bump J)

I got ice in my pendant, yea

Triple K for my gold, yea

I rock Christian Dior, yea

You don't know what's in store, yea

I got ice in my pendant, yea

Triple K for my gold, yea

I rock Christian Dior, yea

You don't know what's in store, yea

Had the digital day, day

Take it to my jeweler, ice out the face

It be two tone

I spent like eighty K

My money too long, what bitch I'ma fuck today

Yea

I fucked your bitch and passed her, hey

Gangrene then they smashed her, hey

No cigarettes, no cancer, her

Poured four in my Fanta, hey

Percocets got me throwin' up

All this weed, I'ma smoke it up

If you got a backwood, roll it up

Yea, yea, yea, yea

I don't know why

These Percocets got me itchin'

These Percocets got me itchin', yea, yea

I don't know why

Keep that 40 Glock with extension

Keep that 40 Glock with extension, yea, yea

I got ice in my pendant, yea

Triple K for my gold, yea

I rock Christian Dior, yea

You don't know what's in store, yea

I got ice in my pendant, yea

Triple K for my gold, yea

I rock Christian Dior, yea

You don't know what's in store, yea

I thew big rocks on all my rollies

My neck is frozen, bitch, I'm glowin'

I keep it on me, I'm not goin'

You run up on me, bitch, I'm glowin'

Louis Vuitton, got every pair

Valentino, Margiela, yea

Me and chop so heavy, yea

We respected everywhere

I just copped another wraith

Didn't fuck your girl, I fucked her face

Copped a fatty and flipped the face

Look like I robbed another chase

I don't know why

All these feelings got me numb

All these feelings got me numb, yea, yea

I don't know why

Keep that 40 Glock with the drum

Keep that 40 Glock with the drum, yea, yea

I got ice in my pendant, yea

Triple K for my gold, yea

I rock Christian Dior, yea

You don't know what's in store, yea

I got ice in my pendant, yea

Triple K for my gold, yea

I rock Christian Dior, yea

You don't know what's in store, yea