Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Ice on My Leash’ by 88GLAM. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 88GLAM or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got ice all on my leash
(I got some risking to do, numbers weren’t makin’ no sense)
I keep my bitch all on that leash (right cool)
(Had to put gold on my wrist, diamonds be shinin’ they gliss)
She count that money while I sleep (right cool)
(Now when I wake up I shit, all of my numbers legit)
She suck that pipe until it leaks (right cool)
(Woke up it feels good in this bih, yeah)
She throw that back I’m goin deep (woke up it feels good in that bih, yeah)
I got some risking to do
Numbers weren’t makin no sense (right cool)
Had to put gold my wrist
Diamonds be shinin’ they gliss (right cool)
Now when I wake up I shit
All of my numbers legit (right cool)
Woke up it feels good in this bih, yeah
They say switching ain’t this same now (ooh) (woke up it feels good in that bih)
Canary bricks all the chain now (ooh)
Different cities know your name now (ooh)
Bicep emoji turn to flames now (ooh)
Put the yams on the skee (put the yams on the skee)
Numbers risin’, shit is steep (numbers risin’, shit is steep)
They linin’ up like Mickey D (they linin’ up like Mickey D)
Flew it in from south Belize (flew it in from south Belize)
Spread that shit like a disease
Hop out the, hop out the Benz
Takin your bitch to The Keg, arm on her leg
Run up a cheque like the feds, smoke it away
Rollin’ a pound of the meds
Trippin’, a nigga been bool, drop out of school
Likely to carry da tool (pew pew, pew pew)
I protect all of my jewels, case they try makin’ a move
I got ice all on my leash
(I got some risking to do, numbers weren’t makin no sense, right cool)
I keep my bitch all on that leash
(Had to put gold on my wrist, diamonds be shinin’ they gliss)
She count that money while I sleep (right cool)
(Now when I wake up I shit, all of my numbers legit)
She suck that pipe until it leaks (right cool)
(Woke up it feels good in this bih, yeah)
She throw that back I’m goin deep (Woke up it feels good in this bih, yeah)
I got some risking to do
Numbers weren’t makin no sense (right cool)
Had to put gold my wrist
Diamonds be shinin’ they gliss (right cool)
Now when I wake up I shit
All of my numbers legit (right cool)
Woke up felt good in this bih, yeah
Woke up felt good in that bih, yeah
My white girl being stingy like she is with seasoning (like she is with seasoning)
On Thanksgiving evening, but it’s hunting season
I just ride round dolo, nowadays I move solo
Relationships a no go, got the vision slow-mo
Me and the Chevy Caprice is muscle, the Beauty & Beast’s
Got all this ice on my leash, light up the street like Polices
I took a risk took a chance, used to be bagging up xans (xans)
Used to have holes in my pants, Gucci belt holding my pants (Gucci, Gucci)
I don’t feel too vocal, my city’s too social
Everybody’s nose full talking future, hopeful (future talking)
Fake love, fake love, fake fame, fake buzz, I don’t know you (no talking)
It’s ’88 McGrady, baby, I’m the go to
I got ice all on my leash
(I got some risking to do, numbers weren’t makin’ no sense)
I keep my bitch all on that leash (right cool)
(Had to put gold on my wrist, diamonds be shinin’ they gliss)
She count that money while I sleep (right cool)
(Now when I wake up I shit, all of my numbers legit)
She suck that pipe until it leaks (right cool)
(Woke up it feels good in this bih, yeah)
She throw that back I’m goin deep (woke up it feels good in that bih, yeah)
I got some risking to do
Numbers weren’t makin’ no sense (right cool)
Had to put gold my wrist
Diamonds be shinin’ they gliss (right cool)
Now when I wake up I shit
All of my numbers legit (right cool)
Woke up it feels good in this bih, yeah
Woke up it feels good in that bih, yeah