Intro Lyrics in English Icewear Vezzo
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Intro by Icewear Vezzo from French to English.
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(It's Lando, yo bitch know, don't
(It's Lando, yo bitch know, don't
Let yo bitch go, nigga)
Let yo bitch go, nigga)
Lando, you already know this for the gang
Lando, you already know this for the gang
Nigga
Nigga
Drank God what
Drank God what
Bitch, gotta tuck the beam
Bitch, gotta tuck the beam
Like, fuck you mean? I'll smoke
Like, fuck you mean? I'll smoke
A nigga like Russian Creams
A nigga like Russian Creams
Poured a pint of Trishy up
Poured a pint of Trishy up
Pop a couple beans
Pop a couple beans
Froze Cubans wrapped around my neck
Frozen Cubans wrapped around my neck
That's a hundred G
That's a hundred G
Every opp I ever had, I put a bag on 'em
Every opp I ever had, I put a bag on 'em
'Cause we ain't stepping in no club
'Cause we ain't stepping in no club
Unless that MAG on us
Unless that MAG on us
Ain't never walking jewelry down
Ain't never walking jewelry down
You know I cash on me
You know I cash on me
I was still moving like a boss
I was still moving like a boss
When I ain't have nothing
When I ain't have nothing
We was thugging in the slums and
We were thuggin' in the slums and
Found a way to eat
Found a way to eat
I let that choppa do the talking
I let that choppa do the talking
That's the way we speak
That's the way we speak
Put a sixty on yo head, yeah
Put a sixty on yo head, yeah
That's a eight of green
That's an eight of green
No, I ain't going back and
No, I ain't going back and
Forth with rappers, bitch, we play for keeps
Forth with rappers, bitch, we play for keeps
Jump off stage at every show, bitch
Jump off stage at every show, bitch
I'm like free the guys
I'm like free the guys
Ghetto Boyz and you know we the mob
Ghetto Boyz and you know we the mob
A pint of Wocky in my pop, yeah
A pint of Wocky in my pop, yeah
That was three a line
That was three a line
A thousand pills on the kitchen table
A thousand pills on the kitchen table
I'm with BabyTron
I'm with BabyTron
Yeah, Bando you know what we do, nigga
Yeah, Bando you know what we do, nigga
Drank God what
Drank God what
Gang shit, nigga
Gang shit, nigga
When I'm in the whip, I'm pushing buttons
When I'm in the whip, I'm pushing buttons
Ain't no keys cranking
Ain't no keys cranking
Me, yo bitch, her friend, yeah
Me, yo bitch, her friend, yeah
We three-waying
We three-way
High as hell at Fleming's, still hungry
High as hell at Fleming's, still hungry
Had to cheesecake it
Had to cheesecake it
I ain't gotta take the back roads
I ain't gotta take the back roads
I'ma free way it
I'ma free way it
When it's money on the floor, I'm there
When it's money on the floor, I'm there
Ain't never missed no flight
Ain't never missed no flight
I was in the streets, came up punching
I was in the streets, came up punching
Feel like Kimbo Slice
Feel like Kimbo Slice
New designer site so green
New designer website so green
Now my drip so right
Now my drip so right
Lil' Tron probably would've chased you
Lil' Tron probably would've chased you
Down and flipped yo bike
Down and flipped yo bike
If it's on the floor, it's up there, yeah
If it's on the floor, it's up there, yeah
It's on sight
It's on sight
Ain't got no job or no hustle
Ain't got no job or no hustle
Need to fix yo life
Need to fix your life
You ain't never went to hit a lick
You ain't never gone to hit a lick
And had to dim yo lights
And had to dim yo lights
Got a cousin knock yo ass out
Got a cousin knock yo ass out
But live the pistol life
But live the pistol life
Finna go to Beecher
Finna goes to Beecher
Iced up like I'm KrispyLife
Iced up like I'm KrispyLife
Push cards through, punch phones
Push cards through, punch phones
And I giffy swipe
And I giffy swipe
Me and Vez laughing at y'all posts
Me and Vez laughing at y'all posts
'cause that shit be light
'cause that shit be light
Bougie-ass roster
Bougie-ass roster
Every bitch I got the picky type
Every bitch I got the picky type
You the type to lose yo last
You the type to lose yo last
Dub getting hit on dice
Dub getting hit on dice
Running off at night? That ain't smart
Running off at night? That ain't smart
Stick came with the lights
Stick came with the lights
Superman punch, boy
Superman punch, boy
The clerk better have kryptonite
The clerk better have kryptonite
Just horsed the plug
Just put out the plug
Grabbed him up and told him fix his price
Grabbed him up and told him fix his price
Why I'm praying for the money I'ma sin for?
Why I'm praying for the money I'ma sin for?
Closet got too much heat tucked
Closet got too much heat tucked in
Let's have a drip war
Let's have a drip war
Unc' told me show him how to
Unc' told me show him how to
Scam because his wrist sore
Scam because his wrist sore
Wouldn't fight if you was 5'8'
Wouldn't fight if you were 5'8'
And I was 6'4' why would I do that when I
And I was 6'4' why would I do that when I
Got killers who let bullets fly?
Got killers who let bullets fly?
I be rapping now but I
I be rapping now but I
Still gotta jugg inside
Still gotta jugg inside
I could up a hundred on the 'Gram, shit
I could up a hundred on the 'Gram, shit
Why would I lie?
Why would I lie?
Secret recipe, cook it up like, look, voilà
Secret recipe, cook it up like, look, there you go
Ha ha, yeah
Ha ha, yeah
Like, look, voilà
Like, look, there you go
Yeah, what up, Vez? Ayy, ShittyBoyz
Yeah, what up, Vez? Ayy, ShittyBoyz
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