Icyest

[Verse 1: Big Quis]
All my niggas stuntin'
Two chains on my stomach
Wear my shit everywhere I ain't tucking in nothing
If you try me then I'm dumping
If you kill me then they coming
And the hoe that you wifin' up, just a bitch that I'm fucking
A 100 thousand dollars, nigga 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 bitch 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 shit to say
Anyone that's in my way we runnin' off on all them niggas
I got love for Pontiac but fuck them 1 niggas
Money getters gone lose they mind when we drop this
We ain't got no competition boy, so stop it
Y'all jewelry show the streets that y'all ain't fucking with the mob bitch
Fuck y'all niggas, quit calling tryna squash shit

[Hook: Big Quis]
My denims filled with money and all these bitches love me
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch
Shot out to all the swipers, fuck who don't like us
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch
Hang with the drug dealers, respected by the killers
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch
Got a neck full of bling, I'm winning with my team
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch

[Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni]
Walk up in the club with a 100 on
We text you from your bitch phone, she ain't coming home
I'm my own man, they wanna be some fucking clones
I'm looking down on a cop like a fucking 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 nigga got bodies, he in the double digits
If the plug ain't leaving rooms, I ain't fucking with it
I'm only spending my money if I can double with it
Rap shit and street shit, you gotta juggle with it
Text some shit, just know some hollow heads coming with it
Niggas mad at the love, cause they chain dim
I wouldn't wear that bullshit, man who raised them
Got the nerve to be bragging 'bout that light shit
Guess you put the wrong nigga on the right shit

[Hook: Big Quis]
My denims filled with money and all these bitches love me
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch
Shot out to all the swipers, fuck who don't like us
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch
Hang with the drug dealers, respected by the killers
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch
Got a neck full of bling, I'm winning with my team
We the icyest niggas 'round this bitch