Waka Flocka - Ice Cream Cone (Gucci Diss) Lyrics
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]See I been shooting pistols since the 7th gradeI been a real nigga since 2nd gradeAnd when I met Gucci, thought I met a real niggaUntil he crossed the line and he became a ***** niggaI used to share rooms, now I got it madeNiggas sip codeine like its lemonadeI’m still the same nigga with his nappy fro’Ain’t nothing changed but this dirty cali coat[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]From roaches to Rolex’s I been through so much shitEverything on me and I got an extra clipWish a nigga trip, wish them ***** boys slipGeeked up off them drugs so he better watch his lipKnow a nigga blood, but respected by the cripsShawty shake that ass, let me see you do a splitAnd you know I got an army, know I got some killersIf he try to harm me, I’m sending killersKeep them *****-boys from round’ meKnow they wanna doubt meWanna see me broke, locked down in the countyHow the ***** you sending shots nigga, at a shooterHow the ***** you sending shots nigga, at a shooter[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame][Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]I ain’t worrying bout’ shit, nigga wreck crew all around meIf there’s 20 niggas then there’s 20 pistols around meJump in the water bet them young niggas drown youShooters shoot for free I ain’t gotta place a bountyOverstep your boundary, I’ll revoke your blood passUsed to be my nigga, now you jealous, where the love at?No loyalty, you put money over all that***** this industry, cause’ the streets know the real factsP.S. Don’t get caught in that, this ain't for promotionAll in your feelings, all in your emotionsJust for attention, you cause all of this commotionNigga you just talking you don’t really want your business in the open[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
