Big Quis - Icyest lyrics

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Big Quis - Icyest lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Quis] All my n***as stuntin' Two chains on my stomach Wear my sh** everywhere I ain't tucking in nothing If you try me then I'm dumping If you k** me then they coming And the hoe that you wifin' up, just a b**h that I'm f**ing A 100 thousand dollars, n***a that's what my kick cost Got a pocket full of paper, know my haters pissed off Diamonds when I'm dazzling, I'm hustling like Rick Ross You ain't got no money and your b**h made my dick soft Got a neck full of frost, you ain't worth a 100k Notice that the boys who robbed me ain't got sh** to say Anyone that's in my way we runnin' off on all them n***as I got love for Pontiac but f** them 1 n***as Money getters gone lose they mind when we drop this We ain't got no competition boy, so stop it Y'all j**elry show the streets that y'all ain't f**ing with the mob b**h f** y'all n***as, quit calling tryna squash sh** [Hook: Big Quis] My denims filled with money and all these b**hes love me We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h Shot out to all the swipers, f** who don't like us We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h Hang with the drug dealers, respected by the k**ers We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h Got a neck full of bling, I'm winning with my team We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h [Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni] Walk up in the club with a 100 on We text you from your b**h phone, she ain't coming home I'm my own man, they wanna be some f**ing clones I'm looking down on a cop like a f**ing drone Iced up, talking in codes on a bunch of phones Independent but I got a rappers budget on Everything on my body in the double digits My young n***as got bodies, he in the double digits If the plug ain't leaving rooms, I ain't f**ing with it I'm only spending my money if I can double with it Rap sh** and street sh**, you gotta juggle with it Text some sh**, just know some hollow heads coming with it n***as mad at the love, cause they chain dim I wouldn't wear that bullsh**, man who raised them Got the nerve to be bragging 'bout that light sh** Guess you put the wrong n***a on the right sh** [Hook: Big Quis] My denims filled with money and all these b**hes love me We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h Shot out to all the swipers, f** who don't like us We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h Hang with the drug dealers, respected by the k**ers We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h Got a neck full of bling, I'm winning with my team We the icyest n***as 'round this b**h

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