| Icy damn I’m walking wetter |
| Icy, tell me what’s the flavor |
| Muah! |
| Icy, tell me what get wetter |
| Diamonds on my neck, hold the block in rainy weather |
| I fucked a bitch and act like I ain’t ever met her |
| I cut her off, but she act like that shit upset her |
| Icy, tell me what get wetter |
| When they see me popping they got Bali as their header |
| Steady rapping, you know I am getting better |
| Now all your friends is telling you, «You should’ve kept her!» |
| Icy, tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Bitch I am the leader, on top, I feel imperial |
| Bitches keeping talking nonstop, but I’m not hearing them |
| If they saying Bali not the best, they sound delirious |
| Lurking on my page, asking questions, know your curious |
| Spending all my money on the clothes, love materials |
| I don’t need no saving little bitch I am not Mariel |
| I’m leaving bitches, just hysteria |
| When your in my bitty, check in, bitch you know I’m clearing you |
| Icy, tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Icy, tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |
| Yeah, icy tell me what’s the flavor |