Jiggs - Iconic (feat. Samuel Shabazz)

To be honest, Im after Giannis
Thats tall bucks, nevermind them while yall cucks
Wine and dine them with yall bucks
I peeped the prowl
Wanna put that bomb on me Batista style?
Manifest a seed and keep the child? Tuh
Im already knowing, you already showing your motive
The kid prefer his kicks and broads foreign like a Lotus
Make an exception for my Nubian Queens
Treat them to shit you see in movies
Gotta sell keys to get in rooms we in
Niggas aint see this coming like a pop up shop
And shorties fetishize the streets until they pop up shot
Or they right hand locked up top, and never coming home
When them boys get involved shit get stickier than honey combs
And fuck a vacay uhh, Rather put it on my brother JPay
Soon as you catch that sentence niggas vacate
Nowhere to be found, Nowhere with these clowns
Will you spot me, not cocky, just never sloppy, copy?
Whatever you think it is it aint that so we dont care what you thought
Beat him till he deaf and blind, they'll never hear what you saw
Desperate times cause for desperate measures, like using mommas potatoes for a new suppressor
They'll get your gesture when they see that ape in ya eyes from takin them lives
Its sad but true, they respect savage and savage is as savage do, I mean does
Shout out to cuz, A get you gone for the love
Maricon, New herringbone, lowkey like baritone
No need to be flashy when you that nigga naturally
Jump in a cypher and ruin careers happily
A nigga colder than the himalayas
Showed up with TJ, Shaq & Yao jerseys cause we the biggest players
From Castlegate to castles and gates, no ounces and eighths
Trynna save my niggas that had to dabble in weight, I never had a problem passin the plate
Its all for one and one for all, how they look walkin if im passin in wraiths
This shit is deeper than what I stash in my safe, Its codes and ethics when you rep this
Family should mean more than just a necklace
Thats why my shit be more than just a record and for the record I rep it the bestest
I got the globe next on my checklist
From the southside like Waka
No Kemba simba, I skin pretenders
Hit em with this dagger, sing like Mick Jaggar
Dismember niggas
Ask Rain, He seen the God go mad
10th grade with a knife so big it made my cargos sag
South

Gang tatted up
You can spot the dog or get a 9 of caine for tuck
They was looking for the greatest guess it came to us
My niggas in the streets, I had to explain the game to such
It hurt to bring it up
We come from the bottom now you look at us funny
Coulda played the robin but I need bruce wayne Money
Fuck the Gym, when I say weight we got new gains coming
You changed on me
Copped a coupe, the roof aint coming
Lifestyle of the young brainless
It aint no magazine holsters blow at power rangers
Chopper under bed, when I kneel down to pray
It stay one in the head
Before a nigga get to say, he get cleaned like the pledge
Shells stuffed with gun powder get a nigga fed
Word to Beyonce, get a nigga bodied
I let Jiggs push the 6, Im just ridin shotty
Sammy Wow

Written by:
Ja'Hauri Smith, Samuel Shabazz

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