Lyrics Where's Ice Kid At - Ice Kid

Step back or get your headback popped
Top spot, I never left that slot
All I wanna do is get cheques and floss
Gyal love me like drugs, sex and rock
Amp and get a red top like West Ham's squad
Narcissistic, with a flow so artistic
I could have been the next Van Gogh
You ain't on the flex man's on
My gang won't pet to let straps buss
I be on job tryna get that gwop
I don't give a fuck about where man's from
Wanna see me down so I get back up
You're on the other side like a left hand drop
Hands on
Put me up against 10 man strong
Feel like I be the greatest of all time
You ain't in my range or my foresight
I'm just tryna get paid like a court fine
And I'mma spray like a Aug Steyr
Till you see me in the bay by the pool side
More time I be taking a full hike
With a bag of bars, I've been making them all night
All right, stick to the script, please
Wanna see me skitz like I did E
Ich ni's got 'em intrigued cuh we're in deep
Level I'm on, just ain't in reach
Got your bitch whipped like a 6 speed
Grim beats, but I ain't Kid D
And I'm on a level that's way ahead of you century

Where's Ice Kid at?
Try relax? I ain't got time for that
You best jump on your bike and cycle back
Too much heat for your pyro stat
Idle camps try rival man
Hype's a wrap
You'll get spun like a gyro graph when I jump on the riddim and I kill 'em in a title match
Where's Ice Kid at?
Try relax? I ain't got time for that
You best jump on your bike and cycle back
Too much heat for your pyro stat
Idle camps try rival man
Hype's a wrap
You'll get spun like a gyro graph when I jump on the riddim and I kill 'em in a title match

Stop dat, start dat, you man are pants
Swing with who? You on bants?
So if my man's wack, let's go
Swing me off the track? Heck no
With words and flows, if I let go, you'll get loads
Music changed my life in so many ways
It brought me friends and foes
See me and I ain't with my crew before
I see you, I'm still on my bloodclart toes
Jealousy and envy I know 'bout the roads
And man wanna take my life, cuh I'm cold and
Mi no care about radio tracks
Back now, like it or lump it
He's not a spitter, I'll lunch him, lines, punch him
No homo when I munch him (Bluku Bye Bye)

Wanna fire at man, man are firing back
Man are sick with it, lyrics on terrific
Switch it, man ain't genre-specific
Vibes? Man bring it, the way I spaz on riddims
Man's all in the booth twitching
Yo, where's Ice Kid at?
You ain't gotta ask man, he's sounding back
Wanna fire at man, man are firing back
Man are sick with it, lyrics on terrific
Switch it, man ain't genre-specific
Vibes? Man bring it, the way I spaz on riddims
Man's all in the booth twitching