Introducing the Icon

Lyrics

[Intro] Bro (Bro) The NEON iCON album, are you serious? It finally came out today, are you serious bro? (What? What?) Bro, crank the windows down, I'm about to— (Crank it down) Shades down, bro (Shades down) Bro, I don't even like rappers, this is just damn RiFF RAFF, he's just fucking off the chain (What? Jody Highroller) He does damn everything in the book, I mean (Jo— Jody Highroller) What are we gonna do about it? Bro, did you see Jennifer last night? She was like smoking hot, bro (She was hot) She had a total nip slip (What?) Yeah, it's like she doesn't even grow hair on her body, she's just this tan beauty queen (What?) that just came from the eastern peninsula (What?) [Verse] Yo, uh, wanna know something 'bout my right arm? (Right arm) I done flex so hard, I set off fire alarm (Damn) The fireplace outer space with Orion's Belt (What?) Big jewels on myself with the tiger smell (Huh?) Straight out the jungle, stingray kiss (What?) Ice blue cool, top lip frostbit (Frostbit) The soundbite Clark Gable on my cable bill (Damn) Bill Cosby on my couch out in Nashville (Tenessee) Plum couch, mandarin orange the cornfields (What?) High fructose concentrated purple spill (Purple) She was grabbing on my schlong, doing handstands (Handstands) Hey, Julia Stiles, save the last dance (What?) Second glance, thirty birds in a bundle Only three stay forever, that's ten percent (Ten percent) I can do the math, but I choose to take a nap (Take a nap) Front yard, hovercraft on Versace raft (Damn) Dry land, Swedish fans buying palm trees (Palm trees) Bitch, I could sing a hook like Alicia Keys (What?) New plans, forty grands on the Lex land I'm the white Gucci Mane with a spray tan (Spray tan) Big ballers don't wait, you shouldn't too (Shouldn't too) What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes (No wedding shoes, baby) Yeah, no wedding shoes What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes Yeah, no wedding shoes What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes Who you? Who come through doing kung-fu Jiujitsu, eating kung pow in the thunder storm, tornado sized symbol on my Guess jeans You on the guest list You wanna French kiss? I gotta double check your French tips Hygiene clean, you Jean dream, I dream, I dream shake like Hakeem Olajuwon Diplo tripping, talking 'bout, "You gotta focus on the lyrics in your songs, a lot is riding on this album" Man, fuck that give me pizza chain on medallion Candy-gray Maybach Her ass stay flat "You really shouldn't say that" Man, its RiFF RAFF, thirty K or better when I touch stage Girl, I crush the stage, rich kids bum-rush the stage Broke ones get rich too, trade-in Isuzus, buy new friends too, remove tattoos I rock turtleneck and it's see-through Yeah, it's a clear turtleneck (Clear color) Come and check, Versace Glock in my glove box Make sure that I got a custom-built house with the waterslide from the top floor to the living room Jacuzzi Electric maid cleans the house Jetson Judy, big booty You can be eighteen with some soft hands Aw, shit, look who it is, it's the Gucci Mane with the spray tan Wait, let's go back to the part near the start when you was talking 'bout the cleanliness underneath the fingernails Thirty bad bitches? That's an epic fail, can't do that Who's that? Who's who? I can ball at the mall, shoot hoops too Whole crew rockin' suits made by Bruce Bruce And my wood wheel is a blue spruce (It's a blue spruce) Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me? Yeah She had a vibe I could vibe with, but while we was flyin' I had to go sit by the pilot 'cause she smelled like Rikers Island Straight mack, straight stiff arm, where the mayor at? Can I get some real promotion? Man, where the fuck my label at? It's RiFF RAFF, hit a couple lines of rice 'Cause I'm trying to get my six-pack back Used to move packs at your preschool, no common sense But I don't sit on the bench, rap game Johnny Bench With my fists clenched Waiting on my chance to ball Waiting on you to fall off softly Used to move ounces through my counselor's office Eight ball in my back pocket, but I do not play pool Play by the pool, ten tan babes drool while I lay by the— Ooh man, just working on my skin tone What the fuck you expect from the butterscotch boss? When I floss, rap game Randy Moss In the cotton candy Buick sittin' on Brazilian gloss, RiFF Hope you ready for that NEON iCON, it just dropped right now Came through in the Benz bright brown