lirik lagu jack artist – icewear vezzo
[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
ayy, i’m a jack artist
yeah, i mean that literally, b*tch, i jack artists
yeah, i make that chopper sound like a ‘cat started
i just robbed a n*gga for ten ‘bows and got a trap started
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
just bought a case of green pints off the black market
sold my ram truck the other day, i’m ’bout to trackhawk it
he used to have dog sh*t, now he back walkin’
n*gga raise his voice, i’ma let the drakey speak, call that back talkin’
[verse 3: icewear vezzo]
and f*ck around and double back, call that backpedal (yeah)
i pour up, then take a nap and let the act’ settle (true)
he talkin’ crooked, headshot’ll leave his hat levеl
i get tired of f*ckin’ up the chickеn, time to stack cheddar
[verse 4: rio da yung og]
the rap game pay me good, but i’m a crack seller
legendary, who else you know made a hundred racks on tether?
i bust a whole watch down, i ain’t half*steppin’
that rio piece twelve racks, you can ask gary
[verse 5: icewear vezzo]
b*tch, i’m really from the 6, yeah, you can ask terry (6)
i heard you goin’ out of town, i got a bag ready
took 75 all the way, ain’t gotta ask siri
gotta take a risk to be a champ, these n*ggas act scary
they say i’m always leavin’ sh*t like i ran a race
how you don’t never throw no pape’, you just stand and hate?
pour so much motherf*ckin’ purple, turn the fanta grape
whole pint of wocky with the seal look like a can of paint
[verse 6: rio da yung og]
i made a lot of blues f*ckin’ with that tan and gray
forty*shot clip in the k, got a banana shape
i put the quali’ over tris and got a better taste
before the rap, we had a dope spot, a hundred grams a day
catch a n*gga walkin’ out the club, threw a party on him
catch me walkin’ into golden sun, thirty thousand on me
my right wrist was lookin’ plain, threw a carti on it
pop a n*gga in the strip club, now the party over
[verse 7: icewear vezzo]
white wraithy, white seats, threw the forgis on it
n*ggas need they kits tested, put a maury on ’em (hah)
heard he a sucker for them hoes, threw a barbie on him
goofy n*gga thought he was gon’ f*ck until she called us on him
[verse 8: rio da yung og]
shot my b*tch in her right leg, pulled a tory on her
you could f*ck any b*tch in flint if you got forty for her
i heard your mans snitched, told the whole story to ’em
on the 6 with vezz, sellin’ hit pints for robert horry numbers
[outro: rio da yung og]
yeah, ghetto boyz sh*t
iur sh*t
you know what the f*ck goin’ on
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