BB Sun In the Kitchen with No Jumper

[Intro: Nedarb + BB Sun]
What's good
Nedarb in this bitch
Got BB Sun here
Alright
DDF
Wow
Free Dizzy Slick
Free Dizzy Slick
We're In the Kitchen with No Jumper
Skedda

[Pre-Verse]
Huh
Hmm
Yes, yes
Hmm, Sun
Wow
Shoutout OnSomeShit, man
And Nedarb too
Hey, wow

[Verse]
Uh, my mouth was on ice
My dad was on ice
My heart pump ice
My soul on ice
World so cold, I don't wanna wear ice
I told her put the pussy on ice
Fit so nice, I'mma wear this shit twice
Uh, I'm dripping like ice
Gleam in the light, pack looking like ice
Dope in the bowl, kinda look like rice
Bitch, I'm a thug, I demand my rights
Crush two xans, put them in my Sprite
Threw a perc in that bitch, got me going so hyph
I've been loading this whole time
I've been thugging my whole life
I've been sitting on my old bars like I've been sitting on a gold mine
I've been smoking on something, smell like an armpit without the Old Spice
Off the acid, I'm a wise guy
Shells on the ground like Five Guys
I ran away, got sky high
Stared feeling like the old times
Like, back when I was in Seattle Times
When I lost a chopper, those were trying times
Don't cry, baby, dry your eyes
Hey, pop a trunk, I'll buy you Fisher Price
600, that's my price
If it's up to me, you get a different price
Big boy, sipping kryptonite
Coke rock like a Dippin Dot
Nigga, hit a lick, go commit a fraud
When you hear the shots
Gotta dip and dodge
Hey

[Sample]
One two three round four five off the drop and make you busters go