Ah
Huh
Yeah (Sledgren)

I dropped a four in my iced tea, okay
and now it taste sweet (Yeah, yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
the mils is all that I see (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
with the torch, bitch, I was raised by the streets
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps
and don't let a ho play with me (Yeah)

I eat the weak, I'm a beast
A bowl of rappers, I feast
You know they say talk is cheap
Well, I baguette'd my teeth
Got some new weapons for my team
You can't compare to my team (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who? Three letters, yeah, P. R. E. (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Money in my pocket, in my hand
and on your head (Your head, yeah)
You heard what I said, chopper
knock off fades and dreads, uh
Cheatin' on my K, sleepin with nina in the bed
Yeah, I'm walkin' with the dead, Benjamins up in my pants
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', diamonds dancing like Lance
Yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin', yeah
my left wrist cost a Lamb' (Yeah)
My left wrist cost a Lamb', yeah
my left wrist cost a Lamb', goddamn (Skrrt, skrrt)
Goddamn, damn, goddamn
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (The fuck?)
Goddamn, damn, damn, damn (Yeah)
Damn, damn, damn, damn (Icy)

I dropped a four in my iced tea
okay, and now it taste sweet (Yeah)
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
the mils is all that I see (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
with the torch, bitch
I was raised by the streets (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps
and don't let a ho play with me (Uh, uh)

Nickname my. 223 TLC
'cause I creep with the heat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got big ol' Glocks, we clear the spot
and spin the block like CDs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I stunt so hard, it look easy, you see white diamonds
I'm cheesin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything real, bitch, my grill cost a crib (Yeah)
Solitaires in my ears, bitch (Yeah)
look at this here (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch, look at this here (Look)
my diamonds, they crystal clear (Woo)
Yeah, my diamonds crystal clear (Ice, ice)
I caught you starin' like a deer (Bitch)
Come get your bitch, dawg
look down at my phone, got twenty missed calls
Rdin' with a hunnid shots, I got enough for all of y'all
Yeah, I ran it up and ain't look back ever since, dawg
I pull up in the yellow thang
with the yellow Richard Mille on, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow
with the yellow Richard on (Skrrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the yellow Richard on
Yeah, I hop up out the yellow whip (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I dropped a four in my iced tea
okay, and now it taste sweet
I'm chasin' dreams like I'm Meek
the mils is all that I see (Yeah)
Jumped off the porch, yeah
with the torch, bitch, I was raised by the streets
Yeah, I was taught to play for keeps
and don't let a ho play with me (Nah)