the song “Ick” by Lay Bankz expresses the artist’s dissatisfaction with a romantic partner who fails to meet her standards and expectations. The lyrics convey a strong sense of disappointment and disgust towards this individual.Overall, “Ick” by Lay Bankz serves as a confident and assertive expressi...
[Intro]
But we are in a sassy man apocalypse, so you know
The men goin' into they soft girl era
These niggas need to tighten the fuck up
[Verse 1]
Raw-ass bitch, he might get salmonella
Red bottoms don’t fit, I'm a hood Cinderella
Then he pulled up in a Prius, it's a broke man Tesla
Makin’ me sick, mmm-mmm, influenza
I don't mean to judge off a first impression
Or his part-time job at 7-Eleven
But he a broke-ass peasant, askin' twenty-one questions
Smell the Axe on his body, bad bitch repellent
[Pre-Chorus]
(Ick)
And he got bad credit (Ick)
And he got a foot fetish (Ick)
When he swiped his card, it rejected (Ick)
All the real bitches get it (Ick)
DNR, but he tryin' paramedic (Ick)
Mmm-mmm, flat-line, just dead it (Ick)
There ain't no comin' back when you get it
All the real bitches get it
[Chorus]
He gave me the ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
He gave me the— (Ew)
[Verse 2]
Lady boner gone (Oh no)
He dry humpin' me and huffin' like a dog (Hah, hah)
And he whispered in my ear did I get off? (Nigga, fuck no)
Then he finished, turned over, and called his mom
Can’t make this shit up, what the fuck?
Had to sanitize everything that he touched on me
Hit it once and he said he in love with me (Uh-huh)
Then I gagged when he asked can he nut in me
I ain’t havin' your baby, you ugly (Dickhead)
Hah, one more twist (Uh-huh)
Yeah, your mama a bitch (Ah)
And you got a lil’ dick
Said his daddy gave it to him, it ain't something he can fix (Peewee)
[Bridge]
These niggas need to tighten the fuck up
He breathe
He laugh
He hump fast
(Disgusting)
[Chorus]
Everything he do give me the ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick, ick
Ick-ick-ick, ick, ick (Ew), ick
He gave me the—
[Post-Chorus]
Lady boner gone (Gone)
Lady Boner gone (Gone)
[Outro]
Ew
Dickhead, I'm fried off that shit
Ick was written by Feli Ferraro & Julien Lopez & Pink Slip & Solly & Lay Bankz.
Ick was produced by Pink Slip.