Ice Cream - Jack Harlow

The mutherfuckin' man, when I pull up on the spot

Got the kids goin' wild like I’m sellin' ice cream

Like I’m, like I’m sellin' ice cream, (cream)

I don’t really know how I can tell 'em nicely

I’m the prince of my city, yeah they know about the kid

You a tourist in this bitch doin' hella sight seein'

We been on the move for a minute now, (ey)

Movin' through the city with the windows down, (ey)

Only got a couple months till we graduate so, (so)

Ain’t nobody out here really tryna sit around, (ey)

I just hit her phone with that «WYD», (yeh)

She said, «Boy I’m down, if you wanna come find me», (cool)

I said, «Watchu wearing girl?

There’s something I’m tryna see»

Told me, «Come and get it», said she wanna surprise me

Bet, give me like an hour and a half

With the homies right now and we bout to get a snack, (yoh)

In the mean time, you can take a shower or a bath

And relax, wait for me, I’ll be out there in a dash, (yoh)

Close knit, how we sharin' the wealth

I can see that they don’t like how we carry ourselves

You can tell by how we act, we don’t care how they felt

I can see it in your eyes that you’re scared of yourself, you lil'

Know she wanna fuck with a fella like me

They don’t know for sure, but they can tell I might be

The mutherfuckin' man, when I pull up on the spot

Got the kids goin' wild like I’m sellin' ice cream

Like I’m, like I’m sellin' ice cream

I don’t really know how I can tell 'em nicely

I’m the prince of my city, yeah they know about the kid

You a tourist in this bitch doin' hella sight seein'

We been laid back, lookin' for some things to do

Pull up at the party, now it’s lookin' like a kangaroo

Remember when I used to never get the invite

Now I’m the motherfucker that these people wanna cater to

Smooth criminal, y’all are too cynical

Hottest in my city I ain’t even hit my pinnacle, (yeh)

First round draft pick, you might get your ass kicked

Post up, step back, every move is pivotal

And I got the people sayin', «Why the boy is so lyrical?», (what!)

They hatin' on me, but they still enjoy what they hearin' tho

Honestly, I think you need that shit I pour in my cereal

She ain’t tryna hook up with me cause I’m boyfriend material, cool

But now she pullin' on my cardigan

Dick went soft, but I think it’s gettin' hard again

The people that I started with, the ones I’m bout to party with

And we gon' stay away from anyone who wasn’t a part of it

Know she wanna fuck with a fella like me

They don’t know for sure, but they can tell I might be

The mutherfuckin' man, when I pull up on the spot

Got the kids goin' wild like I’m sellin' ice cream

Like I’m, like I’m sellin' ice cream

I don’t really know how I can tell 'em nicely

I’m the prince of my city, yeah they know about the kid

You a tourist in this bitch doin' hella sight-seein'