The need for food Hell it disappeared When ice cream is so cool You know it's getting near The flavors, the cream The toppings chill my bone And when I get a mouthful This neighborhood is gone I want my cone I want my cone cone cone cone Should I get vanilla? Don't diss my normie taste I could go for berry Who cares about my waist Ube sounds delicious Forget about my phone Let the sucka ring, ring I'm in the ice cream zone I want my cone I want my cone cone cone cone Cruising down the freeway One hand on the wheel The other hand has more Important things to deal Drip, drip, drip Better lick it up it's known That no ice cream will go to waste So get ready to moan I want my cone I want my cone cone cone cone