Icon Duke - Talk My Shit (feat. Huncho Hoodo) Lyrics

Look, look
The same niggas that started
The same niggas that's here
The same niggas that's with me
The same niggas they fear
I pray to my holy father to see
Some milli's this year
I'm coming up in this game
And I can't believe that I'm here
This here is the Last Icon
Take a look you can see
Where me and my brother Marie
Can practice more than we preach
I just do my thingy thing
Ain't nobody f*cking with me
And I got my gang with me
Nobody f*cking with we
I can speak my own lingo
My circle small like a peep hole
Got 23 on my feet and my kick game
Is more than lethal
No chorus nigga just bars
Want foreign whips
No frauds I'm Gucci Gucci
You frauds lets play for keeps
No prob young legends is what you see
And binoculars is what you keep
Like I said up at the jump
I still practice more than I preach
Huncho Hoodo yeah with me
And Famous strapped with that glizzy
No I'm not drill rapper
I exit myself from plenties
They asking me who I be
I'm a Icon as you can see
I'm hotter hotter I'm sweating
They asking begging for me
Shaq City is what I rep
And them others cities just pups
I'm just getting to the music
And money shit boy I'm up
GANG

This ain't what y'all want
Besides that nigga I'm on
Can't switch for none of y'all bums
Bankrolls is all that I'm on

New Shaq City that shit
And I think I'll make part 2
I done seen so much shit
And I think I'll see more to
Take Off Gang be the crew
While yo bitch be loving the crew
Her pussy wet aquafina
Bet she soak it out to
GANG

Duke where you at man?
Let's turn up on these n****s
Let me "Talk My Shit" though
You feel me
Let's get it

Tell a b***h mind her business
Just grab this pack roll these swishers
Fix me food got the munchies
Right after go wash the dishes
She top me off then I f*cked her
I f*cked around and forget her
I bust once she bust twice
So ain't no need to be bitter
On these tracks I'm a master
A murder, assassin and killer
They hurt my heart when they told me
I only rap bout drug dealing
I be grinding and stack
Until my crib got high ceiling
Told these niggas no features
And they got right in they feelings
Can all y'all leave me alone
Y'all ain't on what I'm on
I'm so right and y'all wrong
But even if I'm wrong could've been
Right so I ain't wrong
I'm with Duke in a Coupe
You running up I'm a shoot
Them bullets rip through your cheek
And your teeth you gon need some soup
I walk right in the bank I show my ass in there to
Because my pants really fit me
But all these bands make em loose
And I ain't got nothing to lose I pour
The deuce in my juice
Them strippers shaking it for me
I got em jumping through hoops
She put her mouth on this dick
And she blew the playing a flute
And she don't care where she get it
Just wanna kick it like Bruce
Can all y'all leave me alone
Y'all ain't on what I'm on
I'm so right and y'all wrong
But even if I'm wrong could've been
Right so I ain't wrong

Yeah uh let me "Talk My Shit"
Yeah uh let me "Talk My Shit" man
It's just that simple uh
Let me "Talk My Shit"
Yeah uh let me "Talk My Shit"