Steph Ramen - Ice Cream Cone

Ice cream cone on a hot day drip when I walk
And I keep a stick when I talk
Cause if I talk loose and then they want static they can have it
Gotta keep my pump I’m asthmatic
And I keep a band in the plastic
And I keep a band in the plastic bitch
And I’ll pull up on ya make it tragic
In Orlando off the molly feelin magic
Like I’m mother fuckin ‘92 Shaq
And if you want some fuckin static you can have it
If I see that shit and want it imma grab it
I got 3.5 rolled up inside the grabba
And all my gang authentic I do not fuck with no imposters
Bitch we mobbin just tryna get the pasta
With the lobster
I can’t settle for no shrimp
I gotta roll the whole damn sack I can’t be puffin on no skimps
If he try to run off on me break his legs and leave him limpin
In a 2 seater, 3 bitches
How you livin?
Tell the plug I need a plate like it’s thanksgiving
Tell the doctors that I need a new prescription
Tell my therapist I picked up a new sickness
I’m obsessed
No I’m addicted
To killin the fuckin peasants and these writtens
You’d think I had a chauffeur I’m so mother fuckin driven
I gotta go and get it
They say the like the way I dance but really I’m jus jiggin
They say I move so fuckin fast but really I’m jus jogging
They say it seems like I brushed up but really I’m jus flossing
They say that there’s a difference ‘tween the workers and the bosses and there is
Because the boss is working twice as fuckin often little bitch
And I ice cream cone on a hot day drip drip drip when I walk
And I keep a stick when I talk cause if I talk loose
And they want static they can have it
Gotta keep my pump I’m asthmatic
And I keep a I keep a band in the plastic bitch
And I keep in the plastic and I’ll pull up on you make it tragic

Written by:
Steph Ramen

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