Montana of 300
Montana of 300
Montana of 300 &
Montana of 300 & Talley of 300 & J-Real
Montana of 300
Montana of 300
Montana of 300
Montana of 300
Montana of 300 & Jayln Sanders & Talley of 300
Montana of 300
Montana of 300
Montana of 300
Montana of 300 & J-Real
Montana of 300 & Talley of 300
Montana of 300 & Jayln Sanders
Montana of 300
[Chorus]
Ratchets on deck, passin' pistols to my mans
Three killers with me with ski masks in the van
We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
Rollin' down your block, 'bout to pop like rubber bands
I bet bodies drop, them kids never had a chance
When I pulled up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
[Verse 1]
Everywhere I go, niggas know I keep the pole
Heater on me like I'm cold
Light your top up like a stove
Broski rolled with me before
Therefore he know how it go
If these opps ain't on the block
Then we hopping out kicking doors, yeah
I just bought a K, nigga, I just bought a pump
And they right here in this van, we ain't gotta pop the trunk
See, he thought it was safe, he thought all I did was rap
Till I showed up with them straps then I turnt up to the max ,yeah
I be gettin' paid, nigga, I be gettin' guap
I tell bronem get the door like I heard somebody knock
Niggas hate me and my mans because we be gettin' bands
40 in my pants, tell the opps it's time to dance, boy
Don't make me come find y'all
I be lettin' the iron off
Headshots when I'm firin' off
Your brains on the sidewalk
And right after I pop 'em, I swear I forget about them niggas
Claim they with the shits until I shoot the shit up out 'em, yeah
[Chorus]
Ratchets on deck, passin' pistols to my mans
Three killers with me with ski masks in the van
We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
Rollin' down your block, 'bout to pop like rubber bands
I bet bodies drop, them kids never had a chance
When I pulled up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I think I'm Nino mixed with Al Pacino
Stackin' chips like Pringles, I ball like Ochocinco
Ice man, Dean Malenko, my wrist look like some sprinkles
Iron in my pants like I'm gettin' out the wrinkles
Take a nigga out and I ain't talkin' 'bout a date
Cook a nigga like a steak and fix his niggas like a plate
Like a Pepsi, you get popped
Send your ass to heaven's gates
Got the police on your block
Decorate with yellow tape (Go to church)
Okay, fuckboy, you softer than Nerf
I'm lurkin' all through your turf
When I clap at you I leave families blue
I'mma pop a nigga, no Smurf
These niggas clowns and I'mma killer clown
So jokers, don't post up
Been no joke, I don't smoke
But I'mma burn one when I roll up
My mask on, my gloves on
So I don't give a fuck who see me
That semi pop and start sendin' shots
I'll put you in a box like Houdini
Get smoked like loud packs when I pull up where your house at
Y'all bitch niggas, y'all fugazi
My crew crazy, we bounce back
[Chorus]
Ratchets on deck, passin' pistols to my mans
Three killers with me with ski masks in the van
We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
Rollin' down your block, 'bout to pop like rubber bands
I bet bodies drop, them kids never had a chance
When I pulled up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
Ice Cream Truck was written by Jay Storm & Montana of 300.
Ice Cream Truck was produced by Jay Storm.
Montana of 300 released Ice Cream Truck on Thu Nov 20 2014.