Yung Thicc Boi, Star - ICED OUT Lyrics

Iced out Lamborghini on my wrist
Star bitch when you see me take a pic
Iced out AC at the crib
Iced out blowing up like Pluto in this bitch
Iced out like the weather out my window pane
Driving in a 911 like I’m scared of planes
And yo bitch get the meat like pepperoni
Gucci sunglasses just to look at my rolli
Green grass, wheels spin fast, calls on the flip phone motorola cash
Money in the clip yo gonna blow fast
20 in the clip hoe gonna go blast
Pink Lambo rapping throwing bands hoes clapping substantial trapping out the back of the mansion
Understandable have a nice day
Red velvet boi all I eat is cake
Star
Got that good supreme
Better keep ya self esteem
Cause I’m about to put a glock to your brain
And you’ll be D E A D
Ayy it’s yung on the beat
Fuck yo bitch on repeat
When I sniff the powder you know that that shit be discreet
In the booth eating sheetz
If i see you in the streets
You gon be deceased
My earnings increase
You already know
We throwin' bands hoe
Yung and star we tha ultimate combo
Trappin' Out the bando
Skrtin' In a lambo
Got that Thicc boi flow
We puffin loud tho
Drankin' lean at our shows
My neck icy
My watch pricey
My watch shiny
This shit dicey
Yo watch tiny (no Homo)
Yo bitch like me

Iced out Lamborghini on my wrist
Star bitch when you see me take a pic
Iced out AC at the crib
Iced out blowing up like Pluto in this bitch
Iced out like the weather out my window pane
Driving in a 911 like I’m scared of planes
And yo bitch get the meat like pepperoni
Gucci sunglasses just to look at my rolli
Green grass, wheels spin fast, calls on the flip phone motorola cash
Money in the clip yo gonna blow fast
20 in the clip hoe gonna go blast
Pink Lambo rapping throwing bands hoes clapping substantial trapping out the back of the mansion
Understandable have a nice day
Red velvet boi all I eat is cake
Star
Got that good supreme
Better keep ya self esteem
Cause I’m about to put a glock to your brain
And you’ll be D E A D
Ayy it’s yung on the beat
Fuck yo bitch on repeat
When I sniff the powder you know that that shit be discreet
In the booth eating sheetz
If i see you in the streets
You gon be deceased
My earnings increase
You already know
We throwin' bands hoe
Yung and star we tha ultimate combo
Trappin' Out the bando
Skrtin' In a lambo
Got that Thicc boi flow
We puffin loud tho
Drankin' lean at our shows
My neck icy
My watch pricey
My watch shiny
This shit dicey
Yo watch tiny (no Homo)
Yo bitch like me