spice me 2

[Intro: Zyber]
(1—)
(Tillson)
(Y-Y-Y'all know what time of the year it is, it's Ice Season, bitch)

[Verse: cz]
I got water on my chain, 'cause Icey Boyz don't mind the price
Tell these plugs, "Get off my phone," 'cause they shottin' hella spice
When I shout my plug in Croydon, know he better get me nice
Don't think 'cause I fucked that bitch that she a slut or she my wife
Man I had to kick the cup, 'cause it was ruining my life
Said I had to kick the kenny, but I didn't and I'm fried
Same bitch told me that she loved me fucked me off, she fucking lied
Got my brudda on the phone, he's bussin' shots, he's on a glide
I need Osbatt on my beanie, but I lacked on all the drops
I ain't fucking with these slags, but they good at giving slops
I'ma stack up hella money, did it all without my pops
This whole generation's fucked, like all these tings moving like bops
Caught that fucker on the bus, give a fuck 'bout where he stops
I remember what he did, so I'm watching when he swaps
Me and my brudda smoking Cali, 'cause we know the loudest spots
Saying fifty for a 3.5, paying thirty and that's tops

[Outro: cz & tris]
Yo it's the young nigga tris, you man are locked into Ice Season, bitch
100x So Icey Boyz
Like, it's just way to cold out here bro (Yeah)
It's literally ice season man, these niggas don't know what they're fucking with (Wah-wah)
Ice Season, bitch
(100x)