ICE CREAM SHOP
[Hook]
At the ice cream shop
Mama took me to the ice cream shop
Cookies and cream at the ice cream shop
Booked with ease at the ice cream shop
At the ice cream shop
Mama took me to the ice cream shop
Cookies and cream at the ice cream shop
Booked with ease at the ice cream shop

[Verse 1]
Waitin’ in line
Gotta choose my flavor
Hope it don’t melt
Wanna save it for later
Watch TV while Mama sits and reads the paper
My brother calls me bitch and hater but he’s just an instigator
Mint chocolate chip
Bitten into it
Neapolitan
When I can’t make my mind up and I’m divertin' drama in
Side of my mind
The doors swing open and the bell start ringin'
Guns pullin' out and the money started bringin'
Pointed a gun in her face and my mama started singin'
The masked men took no accidental loose ends
The last thing I heard was two shots in
[Hook]
At the ice cream shop
Met a bad bitch at the ice cream shop
Tryin' to hit at the ice cream shop
Fuckin' with friends at the ice cream shop
At the ice cream shop
Met a bad bitch at the ice cream shop
Tryin' to hit at the ice cream shop
Fuckin' with friends at the ice cream shop

[Verse 2]
Just got back off the bus layin' my backpack on the cusp of the shelf
Callin' up the homies makin' plans for 12
Me and Nell was hittin' dabs and drinkin' every day since we lived in hell
Tryin' to think of ways to get out ourselves
Midnight strikes and I’m ridin' on the bike, pickin' up the homies ready to make our flight
It was me Nell, Rock, and Ry and I never thought that’d I’d be so high that I couldn’t move my eyes
But we got to the spot, ordered a soft serve with some chocolate sprinkles on top
But we heard a car jot outside and then a few men ran inside
Thinkin' not this shit again, stay still don't be pigeonin'
They pointed it at Rock and Ry and they started cryin'
Then it was two more homies lost to gun violence

[Hook]
At the ice cream shop
Me and Nell at the ice cream shop
By ourselves at the ice cream store
Loaded with 12s at the ice cream shop
At the ice cream shop
Me and Nell at the ice cream shop
By ourselves at the ice cream shop
Loaded with 12s at the ice cream shop
[Verse 3
I don’t know what the fuck we was thinking
But we was heavy drinkin' when we started sinkin' deep into our thoughts
We was piss poor and we knew the type of money hidden in the local store
So we ran up in the building, never fans of the children
Someones mama was screamin' so we robbed her on the floor
The cycle continues cause we cut her story short