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Iced Out Necklace Lyrics by Wiz Khalifa Wiz Khalifa
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Iced out necklace
My girl got a girlfriend, don't fuck with niggas, she sexist
I bet she give me dome before we even get to the exit
Get money, then we exit
Ain't 'bout money, then exit
Countin' backwards, I'm dyslexic
Got bad bitches addressin'
I got bottles in my section
I got more that's comin', bring another one, I keep 'em guessin'
Your homies ain't your homies anymore, they just some yes men
Foot on the gas, I press it
I'm blowing gas, it's pressure
She holdin' back confessions
Put two middle fingers up, say, 'Fuck your life'
Made more money than you in your fuckin' life
She don't want you, dog, she wanna fuck your life
Ain't nobody hatin' on you, fuck your life
Fuck your cars, fuck your ice
Fuck that bitch, don't fuck you right
Fuck that nigga, he won't fight
Fuck the 12, we out on sight
Fuck your team, fuck your stripes
Fuck your boss if he don't like
And I know I'm fuckin' right
Fuck it all, fuck your life
Iced out necklace
My girl got a girlfriend, don't fuck with niggas, she sexist
I bet she give me dome before we even get to the exit
Get money, then we exit
Ain't 'bout money, then exit
Countin' backwards, I'm dyslexic
Got bad bitches addressin'
I got bottles in my section
I got more that's comin', bring another one, I keep 'em guessin'
Your homies ain't your homies anymore, they just some yes men
Foot on the gas, I press it
I'm blowing gas, it's pressure
She holdin' back confessions
I learned my lesson, yeah, y'all can keep the rest of it
No matter where I'm at, y'all niggas get pressed
Leave the crib, I'm gettin' pressed
Cardiac under arrest
Yeah, yeah, I'm smokin' the best
Yeah, yeah, I'm higher than the rest
Yeah, yeah, it's time to invest
Yeah, yeah, I'm GOAT in the flesh
Yeah, yeah, they love how I dress
Yeah, yeah, man of the year
Yeah, yeah, 'Rari directions
Yeah, yeah, constantly flexin'
Yeah, you in the comedy section
Yeah, yeah, man of the year, yeah, yeah
Iced out necklace
My girl got a girlfriend, don't fuck with niggas, she sexist
I bet she give me dome before we even get to the exit
Get money, then we exit
Ain't 'bout money, then exit
Countin' backwards, I'm dyslexic
Got bad bitches addressin'
I got bottles in my section
I got more that's comin', bring another one, I keep 'em guessin'
Your homies ain't your homies anymore, they just some yes men
Foot on the gas, I press it
I'm blowing gas, it's pressure
She holdin' back confessions
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