Icewear Vezzo
Mix & Mastering
[Verse 1: Talibando]
Young n***a live a boss life, got on so much ice, might get frostbite
I ain't going back and forth with n***as, 'bout no raw price
I cook a whole thigng up, [?]
I hit the road with more beans than Wallgreens
When the fiends in despret need, they know they can call me
I got what you need, treat you right for a small fee
You know I'm the reper, I'm coming for [?]
I'm riding with them choppers, keep coming down y'all street
And n***as don't really want them problems
Catch a n***a slippin in his hood like I'm [?]
Running to the money, I ain't never jogging
Quick to pass my dawg the ball, I never hog it

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Shaking off that drank, like an alcoholic
Million dollar cash, I done stacked up all this
Bought a new compresser, just to [?]
[?] I'm in the soda, used to trap on [?]
Every chain on me hitting, yeah, all this mine
50,000 all slips, [?] fly
N***a, 30 for a show, I'm on dog shit now
Every n***a with me blowing, we all did time
Yeah
Fuck squoshing beef, we don't move in peace
[?]
Wack a n***a half a brick, just to do a fee
Took [?] for [?] stupid piece
[Verse 3: Talibando]
Put the bag down, get it in motion
I don't pop no pills, off the lean, I be rolling
500 dollars for a zip, that's what I'm smoking
Put it all [?] mix it up, now that's the potion

[Verse 4: Icewear Vezzo]
[?] in the focus
Yeah
If it came from me, bitch, I wrote it
N***a
They like Drank God on some ho shit, and my young n***as still [?] bitch, I'm hosting
Perks got me itching and scratching
Good table manners, set a zip on the napkin
I'm [?]
[?] bitch, I'm mixing and mastering
N***a