Intro

(álbum: Quality Control: Control The Streets, Vol. 2 - 2019)

[Gucci Mane (Quavo):]
Hah
(DJ Durel!)
Burr
Hah
Money

[Quavo (Gucci Mane) {Lil Yachty}:]
It's all love, I ain't tripping, it's all love (It's all love, hah)
Gave my jeweler an M and told him, "Ice the club" (Ice me up, burr, burr)
She keep looking for tips, I gave her a cookie nub (Here, cookie)
'Cause we looking like icebergs, looking like glacier thugs {Uh!} (glacier, glacier)

[Lil Yachty:]
All us got coupes so we racer boys (Hoo)
Nut on her face, she gon' taste the boy (Ugh)
Youngest in the room (Yeah)
Hit a street sweep, no broom (Yeah)
Sawed-off pump go, "Boom!" (Boom)
Old ass nigga thought Lil Boat was a coon
I reserved his daughter for June (June)
Beat that pussy to a tune (Skr, skr)

[Takeoff:]
Iceberg, ice trays
We the culture, nigga, no tidal, but we the wave (Yeah)
White ice, dark shades (Yeah)
They think I'm working at Krispy Kreme, ice glaze
I can get sick with the jewelry, no A's
And my hundreds old, just look at the age (Wow)
I get the bag and walk on the stage
Glacier Boyz, just call us new ice age

[Gucci Mane:]
(Ruh, ruh, ruh, ruh)
Gucci Mane a plug
If I ain't even know Takeoff, probably think he selling drugs
If I ain't even know Quavo, probably think he selling bud
Offset told me sign Pablo 'cause he got designer drugs
(Fah, fah, fah), niggas shooting in the club
Shitted on my new bitch, then I went a bought a rug (Fur)
Flip that work with a spatula, with nothing but a shoulder shrug (Chef Curry)
Thirty bitches on the bachelor, they know them M's up (M&M)

[Offset:]
Get in there
Know a nigga looking like a millionaire
Frigidaire
I had a dream, cooking dope, I'm a motherfucking visionar'
Looky there
Told the bitch to make a million out the kitchen with no underwear
Get 'em out of here
I'ma shoot the hundred round drum 'til the AP get another pair
Get in there
Know a nigga looking like a millionaire
Frigidaire
I had a dream, cooking dope, I'm a motherfucking visionar'

[Offset (Lil Yachty):]
Billionaire, I'ma take the rap checks and put it in a brick affair
Give her swimwear, diamonds pink clear
Baguettes all wet like a sink, yeah
My diamonds singing like Gladys
They gon' shoot out the window, want addy's
We got baddies on baddies on baddies
Walk through the mall, I start up a pep rally
Dripping too much, I can't put on no Balenc's
We not slipping or tripping, I'm holding my balance (Yeah)
Feed your bitch dick, it's organic (Yeah)
Kill-Tecs, pussy boy panic (Lil Boat)

[Lil Yachty:]
I can't go out like Titanic (No)
Ice on my wrist, it's gigantic (Bling)
Bro kept a pot, no ceramics (Yeah)
Glacier boy, check my dynamics (Yeah)
Baby girl settle down
Shoot your boyfriend if he talking down (Shoot)
Niggas 'round me keep a hundred round
Bah, bah, bah
They gon' air it out, woo, woo
Lil Boat

And straight like that, man, we the OG Glacier Boyz, man
Seen everybody came straight from Atlanta, you feel me
Zone 6, Nawfside, West Side, whatever you wanna do it
Big cash too, I'm talking seventy-five pointers and up
Everything real VVS, VS1, you know what I'm saying
Flawless diamonds and all that
Put them lil' ass diamonds away
I'm saying put them fake ass diamonds away
Them enhanced diamonds, put 'em away
Know what I'm sayin'?
It's coming from the youngest in charge, you feel me?
It's Lil Boat speaking, all my diamonds real, you feel me?
All my watches cost over fifty, bitch
And stop telling me stop buying jewelry 'cause I'ma keep buying jewelry
Every time you say stop buying jewelery I'ma go buy more jewelry
Yeah, I seen your house, that's a nice house, but look at my watch, you feel me?
Look at, look at this ring I just bought
Oh, you just married your girl? I married myself
Check this ring, you feel me?
I'm tired of y'all niggas hating on me, man, you feel me?
Y'all niggas ain't getting no motherfucking money, man
And if you is getting money, it ain't money to me
That shit ain't money to me
Fuck you talking 'bout, man? We them Glacier Boyz
Lil Boat
Yeah that's our intro, ho
Just like that, man, and we ain't cutting out nothing out
Just like that, you feel me
That shit was too hard
Keep talking 'bout jewelry, nigga
Ayy, that's a nice house, nigga, but, look, look at my watch
You feel me? Talking shit
That shit was hard, bro