Mr Igloo

Breathe! Oh!

They call me Mr. Glassface

I got a problem

Where you come from?

I just came from Alaska

Dealing with the pain, the process of a made man

Who done survive based world, you killin now

Two face dealers, niggas always gotta hate

No brazier, I could make you move if I say so

I ain't gonna lie, nigga hate, but they hate no

I ain't no pain to take pressure by the case slow

Coke by the boat low, speakin on the old phone

It might be tapped but I'm just being prep

Come in here in person, I'm just spinnin rap

You want beef? Then go down with the strap man

The money come up, bitches always come back

Keep it real talk man, I don't even rap

I just stay with the mack, you could run and tell that

Got the pure lines, ain't lyin

White lines, tan lines

Great lines, ain't no K9's

You ready for a while, I don't come, I'm so fly

You feel me? Suckas gon die

Might as well cut off the wings, because you wanna fly

Got line, leave all you niggas cock eyes

Still in the rental, still with that back board

Get my line, I'm a give you what you asked for

Bitches came around, I know I see a cash horse

Say with a fake bitch cu they really hate shit

Give a rich motivation, here ho, take this

And by the way, put a dick in yo mouth

Everybody tell me, I'm the rawest rapper out

I'm like

Breathe! You feel me? Oh!

Is that Lil B?

I'm like damn, that's really Lil B

Oh shit man, aye this is gonna be

I'm like

Breathe! Oh! That's the based God, holy shit

Thank you based God, Glassface

It's Lil B, fuck off

Breathe!

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