Letra de No Talking - Icewear Vezzo

(Feat. Peezy, G.T., DJ Drama)

(You recordin', Smerf?)

Rolex stones and that brand new presi' out the box

They been talkin' crazy, we went heavy on the chops

Kicked his ass up out the TV room, that nigga hot

We don't play that shit in 039, get ran off top

Don't book me for a show if I can't come in with the Glock

I got money stashed away that's so old, that shit might rot

She gon' overlook my problems, I spent eighty on this watch

I divorced my baby bottle, I went crazy sippin' Wock'

Rumors I can't come back to the hood, I dropped the top

Nigga touch a hair on me and somethin' get dropped, I kid you not

Pull up to Ace of Spade, get ten thousand ones and hand 'em out

(Just touched down, we ain't shoppin', we came to buy 'em all)

Wrist a hundred, I ain't really doin' no talkin' (Nothin')

Six cars, nigga, for all the days I was walkin'

Pull up to the club back to back, coupes back to back

Fall in the bar and rain 'em out the club, let's go rack for rack (Yeah, yeah)

Niggas frontin', they ain't really doin' no ballin' (For real)

The way we be around oranges, think we know Spalding

That ice came off Ice, you think he fuckin' with us? Good night

The pints goin' for a cheaper price, so we took flight (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, Richie on me dancin', this a one-in-one

Put my youngins on, rich as fuck, yeah, bitch, I run the slums

I put Micky on some shit and I put Drum on some

Icy than a bitch, water flooded, I need plumbing done

Drop a bag on 'em, niggas thirsty, I can't call it off

He ain't pay that tab, Chuckie cut them niggas' water off

Yeah, or he take his chain, Debo stall 'em off

Really out here hustling, you just cop 'cause you know all the law

Every piece they had in Hutch, yeah, bitch, I bought 'em all

From buyin' real estate, rap, and merch, I'm havin' all in all

You need to pick your homies up, them niggas fallin' off

Code talk, told the plug I'm whippin', I just fought a dog

Wrist a hundred, I ain't really doin' no talkin' (Nothin')

Six cars, nigga, for all the days I was walkin'

Pull up to the club back to back, coupes back to back

Fall in the bar and rain 'em out the club, let's go rack for rack (Yeah, yeah)

Niggas frontin', they ain't really doin' no ballin' (For real)

The way we be around oranges, think we know Spalding

That ice came off Ice, you think he fuckin' with us? Good night

The pints goin' for a cheaper price, so we took flight (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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