Rick Ross Says Drake’s ICEMAN Was “Horrendous”: “My Homies Actually Sat There, They Lost an Hour of Their Life”

Patrick Bet-David’s show, May 20, 2026. Five days after the triple drop.

Would he put Drake at his level. No. Numbers are fake, streets are streets, if Drake was who he thought he was he would have cleared the last two years and moved. Then the album question. He listened to some of it. Horrendous. Homies sat through it and lost an hour. Trauma, when PBD asked if they were recovering. He could not do the whole thing. Mid, he said — mid meaning a five. Pitchfork’s number was in the fours, he added, as backup from a site he does not usually quote as gospel.

He wanted a Billie Jean. He wanted the New York record. He got, in his telling, a marketed block of ice and a fold. That is a Miami boss describing a Toronto rollout he already had a year of Instagram jokes for — “White Man” on the early livestream crumbs last September, plus whatever Iceman bars aimed at him among the Khaled and Kendrick pile.

Two things can sit in one week. Ross can call it wack. Billboard can still print Iceman at No. 1 with 463,000 units, Habibti and Maid of Honour 2–3, first 1-2-3 debut in chart history. Spotify can still print a 140-million first day. Critics and uncles are not the same committee as the on-demand firehose. Drake has been critic-proof as a business for a decade. That is the sentence HotNewHipHop reached for. It does not make Ross’s hour less lost. It makes the hour a quote.

He did not pretend he finished the tracklist. That honesty is the only part of the clip that is not feud maintenance. The rest is two men who have been in each other’s verses too long to give a clean listen. Popular demand brought Future back. It did not bring Rozay. The homies can get their hour back on the next skip. The album is not going to.