[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
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
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