by 
Song: Janice STFU
Album: ICEMAN
Singer: Drake
Label: Drake
Release date: May 15, 2026
Teach Me Baby Drake Iceman Lyrics
Emiliana, it’s been so long since you texted me
I finally took a break and now I feel like I’m on ecstasy
You say what my work means to me will one day be the death of me
They tried to kill me once, but, darling, you just resurrected me
Translation: Emiliana, tumne mujhe message kiye huye bahut samay ho gaya
Maine aakhirkar ek break liya aur ab mujhe lagta hai jaise main ecstasy par hoon
Tum kehti ho ki mere kaam ka mere liye jo matlab hai vah ek din meri maut ka kaaran banega
Unhone ek baar mujhe marne ki koshish ki, lekin, priye, tumne mujhe phir se jinda kar diya
Reach me, baby
Call my phone and say you need me, baby
I’m so green, you gotta teach me, baby
From Vancouver, you a BC baby
Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby
And my shit came with the heat seats, baby
Swear my label gotta free me, baby
Blow on me just like some green tea, baby
Ayy, ayy
Translation: Mujhse sampark karo, baby
Mere phone par call karo aur kaho tumhe meri zaroorat hai, baby
Main bahut anubhavheen hoon, tumhe mujhe sikhana hoga, baby
Vancouver se ho, tum ek BC baby ho
Maybach lekar aao, beep-beep, baby
Aur meri gaadi mein heat seats aayin, baby
Kasam hai mere label ko mujhe azaad karna hoga, baby
Mujh par hari chai ki tarah phoonk maaro, baby
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, buried alive, someone come dig me up
If I call up your shawty right now, she pickin’ up, yeah
You boys got big off my name, that’s big enough
We know how you OGs rockin’ already, my nigga, the jig is up
They say the truth will set you free, well, mine is gon’ stream while you watch in HD
They say that karma could take an eternity, yours is droppin’ the same night as me
Funny thing is that they ain’t gon’ compete, you gon’ get yours while I’m doin’ me
You gon’ get yours while I’m doin’ me
(Ayy, Janice, shut the fuck up)
Translation: Ayy, jinda dafan, koi aakar mujhe khodkar bahar nikale
Agar main abhi tumhari ladki ko phone karoon, vah uthayegi, haan
Tum log mere naam se bade huye ho, yeh kaafi badi baat hai
Hum pehle se hi jaante hain tum puraane log kaise hilte ho, mere dost, khel khatam ho gaya
Ve kehte hain sachai tumhe azaad kar degi, toh meri sachai stream hogi jab tum HD mein dekhoge
Ve kehte hain karma ko ek yug lag sakta hai, tumhara karma meri usi raat gir raha hai
Mazedar baat yeh hai ki ve pratiyogita nahi karenge, tum apna loge jab main apna kar raha hoon
Tum apna loge jab main apna kar raha hoon
(Ayy, Janice, chup ho jao)
Reach me, baby
Call my phone and say you need me, baby
Thought they had me in a deep sleep, baby
I’m still scorchin’ hot in these streets, baby
Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby
And my shit came with the heat seats, baby
See-through shirt, I get a sneak peek, baby
Blow on me just like some green tea, baby
Ayy, ayy
Translation: Mujhse sampark karo, baby
Mere phone par call karo aur kaho tumhe meri zaroorat hai, baby
Socha tha unhone mujhe gehri neend mein daal diya hai, baby
Main abhi bhi in sadkon par bahut garm hoon, baby
Maybach lekar aao, beep-beep, baby
Aur meri gaadi mein heat seats aayin, baby
Paardarshi shirt, mujhe jhalak mil jaati hai, baby
Mujh par hari chai ki tarah phoonk maaro, baby
Ayy, ayy
Tired of all of y’all tellin’ me niggas is real, pussy, I know when it’s real
You only come home to pose and pop off a look, but you forgot how it feel
Chi-town, poppin’ a pill, go on a drill, lookin’ for someone to kill
White kids listen to you ’cause they feel some guilt and that’s how your soul gets fulfilled
Handin’ out turkeys on camera inside of your hood, then you go back to the hills
How many houses you build? How many souls did you heal off the back of your deal?
Difference between niggas gettin’ you out of your deal and lettin’ you out of your deal, damn
Against your will, how many new names do you got on your will? Damn
How many more times is y’all gon’ keep callin’ it soft when it’s silk? Damn
How many more interviews y’all gonna do just to get Ice to chill? Damn
Translation: Main thak gaya hoon aap sabse jo mujhe bataate hain ki log asli hain, kamzor, mujhe pata hai kab kuch asli hai
Tum sirf pose dene aur ek look dikhane ke liye ghar aate ho, lekin tum bhool gaye ki vaisa kaisa lagta hai
Chicago, goli fodna, drill par jaana, maarne ke liye kisi ko dhundhna
Gore bachche tumhe sunte hain kyunki ve kuch aparaadh mehsoos karte hain aur isi tarah tumhari aatma santusht hoti hai
Camera par apne mohalle ke andar turkey baantna, phir tum pahadiyon par waapas chale jaate ho
Tumne kitne ghar banaye? Tumne apne saude ke peeche kitni aatmaon ko theek kiya?
Tumhe tumhare saude se bahar nikaalne aur tumhe bahar jaane dene ke beech ka antar, damn
Tumhari ichha ke khilaf, tumne apni wasiyat mein kitne naye naam jode hain? Damn
Aur kitni baar tum log ise naram kehte rahoge jab yeh resham hai? Damn
Tum log Ice ko shant karaane ke liye aur kitne interviews karoge? Damn
They tryna cover it up like a quilt
‘Rari go skrrt on a boy like a kilt
Kept it a hundred on paper like Wilt
Trickin’ it off on her, payin’ her bill
That’s just how I do the sauce and the spill
These hoes know how I pop it for real
These hoes know how I pop it for real, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Translation: Ve ise razaai ki tarah dhakne ki koshish kar rahe hain
‘Rari ek ladke par kilt ki tarah skrrt karti hai
Kaagaj par sau rakha jaise Wilt
Us par udaate huye, uska bill chukaate huye
Yeh toh bas main sauce aur giraawat ke saath karta hoon
Ye randiyan jaanti hain main vaastav mein kaise pop karta hoon
Ye randiyan jaanti hain main vaastav mein kaise pop karta hoon, haan
Haan, haan
I made way too much in a week
Must be two hundred and fifty at least
Like the money just grew off a tree
Like the money just came in for free, for real, yeah
MRI machine scannin’ my knee
Like how long you been runnin’ the streets? For real, yeah
She just text me, like, “Oui, oui, oui, oui”
We in Paris like two hundred deep, for real
And I went bought a whip for my brother
Same body, but two different colors
And I might just tell Ky get another
Small price ’cause he kept it one hundred
And I might book a flight out to London
(Ayy, Janice, shut the fuck up)
Translation: Maine ek hafte mein bahut zyada kama liya
Kam se kam dhai sau toh hoga
Jaise paisa ped se ug aaya ho
Jaise paisa muft mein aa gaya ho, sach mein, haan
MRI machine mere ghutne ko scan kar rahi hai
Jaise, tum kab se sadkon par daud rahe ho? Sach mein, haan
Usne mujhe abhi message kiya, jaise, “Oui, oui, oui, oui”
Hum Paris mein lagbhag do sau log gahre hain, sach mein
Aur maine jaakar apne bhai ke liye ek gaadi kharidi
Ek hi body, lekin do alag-alag rang
Aur main keh sakta hoon Ky ko doosri lene ke liye
Chhoti keemat kyunki usne ek sau rakha
Aur main London ke liye ek udaan book kar sakta hoon
(Ayy, Janice, chup ho jao)
