Ice Cubes

Dounia

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    Drawing out the residue, whiskey from his ice cubes
    Use it to entice you
    Kissing on my pedestal, don't I got a nice view?
    Show me what them eyes do

    No the bad guys don't seem so bad over the phone
    We trade notes and I gloat when they take me as their own
    Unmask and kick back while skin replace the stone
    I ain't gotta play good no more, no-no-no
    Uptight, seeking a loosie and some love
    Loose canon wishing someone call his bluff
    Still he my type, digging 'cause I'm buttoned up
    But I ain't got to play good no more, no-no-no

    Drawing out the residue, whiskey from his ice cubes
    Use it to entice you
    Kissing on my pedestal, don't I got a nice view?
    Show me what them eyes do

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    You know it's all about the eyes, ooh
    Nothing more insightful
    She don't gotta speak, I just read her, she an eyeful
    She an eyeful
    My syllables, they stifle
    My cool, it go and spiral
    Senses become primal
    Four more days in LA, then I'm catching a flight
    Not sure why it isolate, craving the East side
    Jersey party with no list, that shit more my vibe
    If I'm shy, I'm just tryin to analyze
    All the lost kids
    They all takin' tabs like they tidbits
    Like they just a taste test
    For the real high we derive from the risk, it's
    Drawing out the night and it's looking kinda sus
    Red flags on my map yeah they add that extra umf
    Artifacts from the night, bottle caps so I keep up
    Yeah my pockets getting heavy so I think you've had enough

    Drawing out the residue, whiskey from his ice cubes
    Use it to entice you
    Kissing on my pedestal, don't I got a nice view?
    Show me what them eyes do

    Ain't popping no bars, but damn, I got plenty
    They all think they up to par, feel like I heard it already
    Nothing up to caliber, still expect confetti
    Fuck a yes man, I'm attentive, criticism is ready
    I don't blindly eat, I pick apart and I study
    Never cover my tracks, yeah, I leave my hands bloody
    No topic too taboo, no conversation too touchy
    Wish I could put up a front, but darling, you ain't that lucky

    Drawing out the residue, whiskey from his ice cubes
    Use it to entice you
    Kissing on my pedestal, don't I got a nice view?
    Show me what them eyes do

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    Composition: Dounia, Connor Bogart O'brien, and Jonathan Edward Avila

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