Gone Lyrics – Baby Icey
Singer: Baby Icey
Title: Gone
Gone yes i’m faded
Feel like god when i’m faded
Took too much i hope i make it
Pray to god i hope i make it
To the top
Ain’t no stoppin’ b#tch we floatin’ to the top
This my mother f#ckin world and i ain’t ever gonna stop
So b#tch let’s toke these f#ckin’ blunts until them roaches burnin’ up
And them hoes are drinking up until them b#tches throwin’ up
Rep your set and throw ’em up
West side show ’em how its done
We ain’t stoppin’ if the cops show up
‘cuz we don’t give no f#cks
And yeah we burnin’ up
Burnin’ up
Them blunts be throwin’ uppеrcuts
Your b#tch she tryna f#ck ’em up
I’m tryna f#ck up in her guts and yеah
I been about this sh#t
Ever since a kid
Go ask around i been a hoe
And boy i ain’t stoppin’ for sh#t
No i ain’t stoppin’ for a b#tch
Got me f#cked up in the crib
Thinkin’ that this sh#t was over hoe
I’m steady tryna live
So toke this blunt
Face this j
I been up high all today
Gettin’ paid
Break the bank
And we trippin’ ’till we sayin yeah i’m
Gone yes i’m faded
Gone yes i’m faded
Gone yes i’m faded
Feel like god when i’m faded
Took too much i hope i make it
Pray to god i hope i make it
To the top
Ain’t no stoppin’ b#tch we floatin’ to the top
Yeah i’m
Gone yes i’m faded
Gone yes i’m faded
Gone yes i’m faded
Feel like god when i’m faded
Took too much i hope i make it
Pray to god i hope i make it
To the top
Ain’t no stoppin’ b#tch we floatin’ to the top b#tch
That’s one small step for man
Ballin’ like a b#tch
And you cannot tell me sh#t
Yeah i’m sparking up this sh#t
If you ready to ascend
Crack that bottle of that hen
Got the juice you bring the gin
And i’m higher with my b#tch
You know i’m f#ckin’ up her sh#t and b#tch
I’m flyin’ up
In the mud
Weed smoke is our cover up
I’m double cupped
Couple bucks
If she tryna show what’s up
Your b#tch she tryna f#ck us up
I’m tryna make this b#tch my sl#t
So close the door
Thank the lord
Billion by i’m 44
And i want more
So much more
I’m talkin breakin’ record stores and b#tch
I’m stackin’ up
’till this sh#t is bustin’ thru the floor
Countin’ up my presidents
In cali that’s my residence
This just my genesis
I’m praying to my crucifix
I’m ballin’ like b#tch
And you cannot tell me sh#t
I’m moving coke out by brick
On my scarface sh#t
I puttin’ diamonds on a bust down
Pay ’em all with drugs now
Pack just from cali and i’m moving it to h-town
Prada gabbana
I got the louis to match
And she roll if she wanna
She getting hit from the back
And we got money to stack
And we pullin’ triggers on gats
Yeah i’m gone and i’m faded i ain’t ever coming back hoe
I ain’t ever coming back hoe
Luna
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