Covered in Ice

My mouthpiece is a light show, Sialoquent, cause light snow

Head-to-toe dry, ice-cold, wristwear Lite Brite, dynamite, might blow

Temperature 'round me quite froze, anybody talkin' down can die slow

I grip grain similar to a rice bowl, my toe's on the line like walkin' the tightrope

Wear a coat if you ever come near, ice-cold neck reflect like a mirror

Everything flawless, clear, and top tier, flickin' like fireworks, lookin' like New Year's

New earrings lookin' like floodlights, my mouth got permanent frostbite

No need for shade, I'm walkin' sunlight, no need to hate yet, go and sit tight

My diamonds sparkle, lookin' like a flare, my wrist cost more than a remodeled kitchen

18-inch 15s what I'm tippin', you ain't gotta ask, you know what I'm sippin'

Deuce in a raspa, Wock' ice drippin', Gen 4 ready, I ain't never caught slippin'

I'm covered up in ice lookin' like, ladies and gentlemen, can I please have your attention?

That's not an iceberg, that's my wrist, and that ain't no ice block, that's my bracelet

Antoine to Gulf Bank, yeah, I'm a bank-head, game so cold, I'm handin' out blankets

Back on de Soto where I used to rake it, hard work, teamwork, and dedication

Smokin' that pressure, that's why I embrace it, diamonds on the neck poppin' like carbonation

I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice), I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice)

I'm covered in ice, my neck is covered in ice (covered in ice)

I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice), I'm covered in ice (I'm covered in ice)

I'm covered in ice, my wrist is covered in ice covered in ice)

Got a grill so shiny, got me feelin' like The People's Champ

The way I wrote my song, got it soundin' like it was Bandcamp

Walkin' with a stick, got me feelin' like Little Bamm-Bamm

Yoppas and choppas, gonna pop 'em, they goin' blam-blam

I ju' popped me a Versace Adderall

See a buildin' full of bad bitches, yes, I'ma bag 'em all

Double cup full of pink, lookin' like it's a Danimal

Take a drive by his house and I leave it with damaged walls

I'll be bangin' on 979 'til the day that I die

Swervin' through the Southside, you can run, but can't hide