Ambjaay - Ice Cream Lyrics

Mama, this nigga Jaay took my chili Fritos
And he won't give me my change back
I ordered a Oreo milkshake
Some chili cheese Hot Cheetos
And I bought some candy
Ayy, what he say?
Ayy, it cost to live like this, you heard me?

Dripping on these niggas like ice cream
I got the juice, Hi-C
Bustdown, it got me icy
I got a mountain Hi-Tech on a high-key
Dripping sauce just like ice cream
Bust in her eye, she need Visine
She a bad bitch, she a dime piece
Hundred bands stuffed in my jeans

Hit her one time, now she a single cone
She give me face time, no iPhone
Freak bitch, you know we gon' get our freak on
Pussy wet like a nigga turned the sink on
She want money, all this bitch get is a ding-dong
Niggas be hating, man, I gotta get my preach on
Yeah, AMB be her ringtone
We on, your bitch go back and forth like ping pong
Can't get your change back like I'm Big Worm
Hot boy, no perm, Usher, let it burn
Jaay a one hit wonder, he smoking sherm
Dripping sauce on the curb, Hellcat when I swerve

Dripping on these niggas like ice cream
I got the juice, Hi-C
Bustdown, it got me icy
I got a mountain Hi-Tech on a high-key
Dripping sauce just like ice cream
Bust in her eye, she need Visine
She a bad bitch, she a dime piece
Hundred bands stuffed in my jeans

Hit it from the back, she feeling the drip
Hit it with the dick, banana split
It ain't a bitch that I can't get
Name a bitch that I can't hit
Big bands in my pocket, it can't fit
Ice cream paint job when I lane switch
AMB, A1MT, same shit
If you play with the fam, then the K spit
What would you do for a Klondike?
I'm only fucking if the body right
Shake it fast, make it clap, throw it right
I'm too fly for these niggas, man, I'm scared of heights

Dripping on these niggas like ice cream
I got the juice, Hi-C
Bustdown, it got me icy
I got a mountain Hi-Tech on a high-key
Dripping sauce just like ice cream
Bust in her eye, she need Visine
She a bad bitch, she a dime piece
Hundred bands stuffed in my jeans

Ayy, it cost to live like this, you heard me?