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Intro - Quality Control, Migos & Lil Yachty feat. Gucci Mane
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DJ Durel

Burr

Hah

Money



It's all love, I ain't trippin', it's all love (it's all love, hah)

Gave my jeweler an M and told him, "Ice the club" (ice me up, burr, burr)

She keep lookin' for tips, I gave her a cookie nub (here, cookie)

'Cause we lookin' like icebergs, lookin' like glacier thugs (uh, glacier, glacier)



All us got coupes so we racer boys (hoo)

Nut on her face, she gon' taste the boy (ugh)

Youngest in the room (yeah)

Hit a street sweep, no broom (yeah)

Sawed-off pump go, "Boom" (boom)

Old ass nigga thought Lil Boat was a coon

I reserved his daughter for June (June)

Beat that pussy to a tomb (skrrt, skrrt)



Iceberg, ice trays

We the culture, nigga, no tidal, but we the wave (yeah)

White ice, dark shades (yeah)

They think I'm workin' at Krispy Kreme, ice glace

I can get sick with the jewelry, no AIDS

And my hunnids old, just look at the age (yeah)

I get the bag and walk on the stage

Glacier Boyz, just call us new ice age (ruh, ruh, ruh, ruh)



Gucci Mane a plug

If I ain't even know Takeoff, probably think he sellin' drugs

If I ain't even know Quavo, prolly' think he sellin' bud

Offset told me sign Pablo 'cause he got designer drugs

(Fah, fah, fah) Niggas shootin' in the club

Shitted on my new bitch, then I went a bought a rug (fur)

Flip that work with a spatula, with nothin' but a shoulder shrug (Chef Curry)

These bitches on the bachelor, they know them M's up (M&Ms)



Get in there

Know a nigga lookin' like a millionaire

Frigidaire

I had a dream, cookin' dope, I'm a motherfuckin' visionar'

Looky there

Told the bitch to make a million out the kitchen with no underwear

Get 'em out of here

I'ma shoot the hundred round drum 'til the AP get another pair

Get in there

Know a nigga lookin' like a millionaire

Frigidaire

I had a dream, cookin' dope, I'm a motherfuckin' visionar'

Billionaire

I'ma take the rap checks and put it in a brick affair

Give her swimwear, diamonds pink clear

Baguettes all wet like a sink, yeah



My diamonds singin' like Gladys

They gon' shoot out the window, want addy's

We got baddies on baddies on baddies

Walk through the mall, I start up a pep rally

Drippin' too much, I can't put on New Balance

I'm not slippin' or trippin', I'm holdin' my balance (yeah)

Feed your bitch dick, it's organic (yeah)

Kel-Tecs, pussy boy panic (Lil Boat)



I can't go out like Titanic (no)

Ice on my wrist is gigantic (bling)

Bro kept a pot, no ceramics (yeah)

Glacier Boy, check my dynamics (yeah)

Baby girl, settle down

Shoot your boyfriend if he talkin' down (shoot)

Niggas 'round me keep a hunnid round (hah)

(Graow, graow, graow) They gon' air it out

Woo, woo, Lil Boat



And straight like that, man, we the OG Glacier Boyz, man

Seen everybody came straight from Atlanta, you fell me

Zone 6, Nawfside, West Side, whatever you wanna do it

Big cash too, I'm talkin' seventy-five pointers and up

Everythin' real, VVS, VS1, you know what I'm sayin'?

Flawless diamonds and all that

Put them lil' ass diamonds away

I'm sayin' put them fake ass diamonds away

Them enhanced diamonds, put 'em away, know what I'm sayin'?

It's comin' from the youngest in charge, you feel me?

This Lil Boat speakin', all my diamonds real, you feel me?

All my watches cost over fifty, bitch

And stop tellin' me stop buyin' jewelry

'Cause I'ma keep buyin' jewelry

Every time you say stop buyin' jewelry I'ma go buy more jewelry, yeah

I seen your house, that's a nice house, but look at my watch, you feel me?

Look at, look at this ring I just bought

Oh, you just married your girl, I married myself

Check this ring, you feel me

I'm tired of y'all niggas hatin' on me, man, you feel me?

Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no motherfuckin' money, man

And if you is gettin' money, it ain't money to me

That shit ain't money to me

Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man, we them Glacier Boyz

Lil Boat

Yeah, that's our intro, ho

Just like that, man, and we ain't cuttin' out nothin' out

Just like that, you feel me?

That shit was too hard

Keep talkin' 'bout buyin' jewelry, nigga

Ayy, that's a nice house, nigga, but look, look at my watch

You feel me? Talkin' shit

That shit was hard, bro

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