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ICE AGE (FEAT. TRAVIS SCOTT) (Explicit) - Don Toliver/Travis Scott

Lyrics by：Caleb Toliver/Jacques Berman Webster II/Cashmere Small/Mikey Freedom

Produced by：Cash Cobain/Mikey Freedom Heart

Mm mm

Yeah

Yeah

Mm

Yeah yeah

Yeah

Still put my address in like I don't know where I stay

She know my phone number but how she think I'm Mike Jones

Why I had to put it down in the ice age

Where I'm from you come through late you don't do that alone

You brought that face out the boondocks how long did that take

With your dog she can't go left be with 'em right or wrong

Everybody 'round me top five come to my space

Space

Everybody high like sci-fi up in my space

Space

When we disconnect the wi-fi

Ah

Up the hill it's over drastic

I hope you gassed it I'm over-gassed you crashed it

The last one elastic tried to find real in plastic

Them other h*es is mass thick

Way you rock the classics classic bomb bombastic

Bomb

The setup for the dynasty is looking dynastic

You know the Don nasty

The Mudboys nasty you know the Jack nasty you know the

Know the

You know that Fay' nasty you know the CHASE

Know the CHASE

You know the CHASE nasty you know my place

Place

My place is like the afties that's word to Niel

Word to Niel

I'm a knight off in the night ain't got it new

Nah

One night with me was the tea but don't you spill

Ah

Throw that body fake baby keep it real

If he hit don't give him none like the church

And come to my player's club I'm dolla

Yeah yeah

Still put my address in like I don't know where I stay

She know my phone number but how she think I'm Mike Jones

Why I had to put it down in the ice age

Where I'm from you come through late you don't do that alone

You brought that face out the boondocks how long did that take

With your dog she can't go left be with 'em right or wrong

Everybody 'round me top five come to my space

Space

Everybody high like sci-fi up in my space

When we disconnect the wi-fi

In the 713 I'm fazed

I say can I get you up for

Hey

Can I get you up in the city

My curly hair baby curly hair

We throwin' it good okay keep throwin' the air

Throwin' the air

Throwin' it back okay you're doin' your best

Swing to the hook when you need some help

Handle bars she on my handle bars

She like the finer things and all my candy cars

Throwin' it back okay you're doin' your best

Doin' your

Swing to the hook when you need some help

Need some

I'm in the Continental got her dancin'

Sippin' pineapple ***** candy

Yup

Quarter million dollars got 'em fancy

Yeah

Two hundred on the dash don't chance it

Gotta leave the song on it's your song babe

H-Town hold it down yeah you goin' crazy

See you in the bay bae you know you in here faded

Know you in here faded

Know you in here faded