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Fuck ICE Songtext
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Fuck ICE Songtext

Yeah, yeah
Aye
Turn up my headphone
Damn
Migo
Aye

Uh, what′s more important, to put the gang on or go corporate?
I had roaches in my house, now my vases is filled with orchids
White T-shirt with my khakis and Air Forces
If I ever came home with a bitch, I ain't force it
Never leave the crib without blick and eight horses
These niggas get sick and go flat, they dead corpses
Eating steak and shrimp plates with the mob and six courses


Ay, is you delusional believing they lies ′cause they performers?
Never leave the block where they boxed in four corners
Nigga hustle in the trap, know a zip, that's four quarters
Boss, 'fore I ever sent shots, I took orders
How the fuck I cross the line when I′m Migo? I cross borders
The birds fly south for the winter to get warmer
And you only leave the hood when you richer, an informer
Damn, leave the bank with 40 thousand in a folder
My baby girl daddy a gangster, put double G′s on the stroller
I got more than two keys on my shoulder

She asked me what my pendant mean to me
It's just motion is what I told her
I′m a Southside, no limit soldier
The diamonds in my mouth make a bitch let me smack down and record her
Swear I love her and I hate her, I'm bipolar
I′m Martin Luther Migo, all my hos is integrated
Is you intimidated? Save my hundreds and 50s is segregated
Rich Paisa, I'm the product of people that immigrated
Free my migo up the road, send him kites, he incarcerated

Uh, what′s more important, to put the gang on or go corporate?
I had roaches in my house, now my vases is filled with orchids
White T-shirt with my khakis and Air Forces
If I ever came home with a bitch, I ain't force it
Never leave the crib without blick and eight horses
These niggas get sick and go flat, they dead corpses
Eating steak and shrimp plates with the mob and six courses

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