[Intro: Yung JiZz]
Yeah, Yung JiZz, uh
Look at my ice walk yeah
Look at my ice talk yeah
Look at my ice walk yeah
Look at my ice talk yeah
Look at my ice walk yeah
(Old lady, old lady, old lady, old lady)
[Chorus: Yung JiZz]
Got that old lady ice
Doesn't fit quite right
Kinda tight
Lookin kinda nice
Smelling like...ugh
Got that old lady ice
Doesn't fit quite right
Kinda tight
Lookin kinda nice
Jizzy Jezus Christ
[Verse 1: Yung JiZz]
Hit up Value Village finna spill a milli aye
Spot a fake gold chain it's looking kinda dingy aye
Its only 15 bucks (what?)
Please someone pinch me aye
Fuck the village imma buy the whole entire city aye
Get back home and watch some wholesome Christian Television (what)
Filled with old Christian women rockin' Harry Winston (what)
I need to get into this business just to talk up these bitches
'Bout where they get their jewelry they shit fucking glistens (ooh, damn)
Fucked a pregnant bitch you can call me a baby boomer
I ain't hip, not wearing no Adidas or Nikes or Pumas (nah)
I'm shooting blanks, that still makes me a shooter
While I'm grinding on her cooter that bitch sounding like awooga (yeah)
Shout out Rocky I be rocking that babushka
We both know old lady swags the future
I be fucking this cougar she got a tumour
So when she dies I inherit all her mother fucking moola (ooh, yeah)
Bitch I be royalty
Help me cross the fucking street
I sit down when I pee
I never have to lift the seat
I gotta poop yeah yeah
My bowels loose yeah yeah
Im eating soup yeah yeah
What you gon' do?
What you gon' do?
Popping pills feeling slow like an elderly person
Wearing old baggy clothes while I'm sippin this bourbon
I threw my back out while I was fucking these girls and (ow, ow)
You know me I be rocking them pearls man (bruh)
I've been stunting in these slippers bitch I've been fucking cozy
I'm sipping on codeine, I'm tryna stay lowkey
I take my double barrel sawed off it go pop pop
I watch you drop like Ring Around the Rosie
Lil Bad Back back on the track but I'm already tired
Me and Buddy dressing bummy look at our attire
We so old I think we just discovered fire
Me and Buddy quit rap we already retired (ooh)
[Break: Buddy Alex]
Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up
Run that shit back
Now I have been a costumer at this establishment for over 35 years
And I am appalled at the service and the prices, and for god's sake it's so cold
[Verse 2: Buddy Alex]
Aye, old lady ice, costs like 10 bands
Mother fucking coin purse popping out my sweatpants
Rich dead man, had to hit it twice (ooh)
Cause my ex-wife said my dick ain't right
She got shafted, that's a fact of life
Finna cop a new dick in the afterlife
'Till then I'm with the geezers
Harassing people at my leisure (aye)
Faking seizures for sympathy
At the coffee shop taking shit for free
Bitch give me top, cause lets face it
Aged cheddar tastes better
Still ball player, tall tell teller
I'm Hellen Keller y'all cave dwellers
I just pulled my fucking pelvis in this whore Miranda (ooh, ah)
Ensconced in velvet, like George Costanza on public transit (aye)
I'm on my way to the doctors office
Weird noises when I sit down
Pill popping 'till I'm in a coffin
I hurt my ankle watching Wheel of Fortune
Stole a pension with the feds watching
Dishonest with my therapist
All I care about is med copping
Fell asleep in the waiting room right
Nurses like, damn you alright B?
I woke up suddenly and said no, bitch
I'm old lady icey
[Outro: Yung JiZz]
Look at my ice walk yeah
Look at my ice talk yeah
Look at my ice walk yeah
Look at my ice talk yeah
Look at my ice walk yeah
Look at my ice talk yeah
Look at my ice ooh yeah
Look at my ice ooh yeah
