Envy

Yeah, man, it feels good to finally drop some music

I'm ’bout to freeze the streets

(Comme des Garçons, yeah, I got it on my Carti)

Frozen family, gang ****

(I really be drippin' just like Bacardi, drip)

(And my neck looking like a pool party), Yeah, yeah

(Lil' Icy, I’m the heart of the party), Yeah

Don't start ****

No, I don't start **** (Oh, yeah)

Ayo, Lil Mexico, pass the gas

I don't start ****, no

I don't start **** (Yeah)

I don't start **** (No)

I know that you envy me

I see all them signs of jealousy (Jealously)

I'm a legend, this my legacy, yeah (Legacy)

**** me to my melodies

I'ma break you down mentally

Frozen demons, frozen entities

Back then, yeah, she didn’t want to sit next to me

Now you crave me ’cause I'm a celebrity

Got her stressin’, left her heart frozen (Brr)

Through stress I smoke a 'Port (You dig)

Pull up flexin' in a Porsche (Skrrt)

Hit your ***** 'cause you a dork

Over my knee, it get dark (Yeah)

Hanging in the trenches,

I’ma smoke 'em by the pound (Yeah)

Panoramic vision, yeah, I put this ***** on spark

Keep a Draco in the Jag, of course

Had intercourse before I learned the course

Stripper *****,

I had her leg on the mother****ing purse

Tryin' not to feel cursed, how's he always in first?

Pain into sound, word to scar storage

Dance with the devil, it only get worse

They love you then they hate you, that's the curse

*****s be fake, fake diamonds and watch (Bling)

Icy Narco at the top

Walk through the gates of Hell from my spot (Yeah)

Put my *****s in the jet, we ball

She infatuated with my car (Yeah)

Yeah, my demons took her soul

Flexin' on my ex, make her hate her life

Doing better without me, *****, I know that's a lie

Now I'ma watch you cry, I'ma watch you die

Suckin' me for Fendi, but hey, them slides are nice

Comme des Garçons, yeah, I got it on my Carti

I really be drippin' just like Bacardi

And my neck looking like a pool party

Lil' Icy, I'm the heart of the party

Huh, yeah

Shootin' at *****s, it madness (Boom)

Play with my cards, I know magic (Yeah)

You finna die if you think that I'm lacking

You acting like it ain't gon' happen

*****, I'll send you my address (Pull up)

Come to my house and I'm lifting my mattress

Sending those bullets of passion

Ayy, this **** look like tennis racket

Ayy, ayy, take your ***** for target practice

Ayy, ayy, **** her like a porn actress

Comme des Garçons, yeah, I got it on my Carti

I really be drippin' just like Bacardi

And my neck looking like a pool party

Lil' Icy, I'm the heart of the party