Iconic (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Meek Mill

Composed by：William L. Roberts II/Robert Rihmeek Williams

Sippin' luc belaire

Smokin' on this high tolerance

Nothin' but the finest flowers

Please believe it yo

Yo maybach music

Never look at p***y from a ******* point of view

It's us against the world

You got me in your corner boo

I'm gettin' money I can go and buy a ***** a body

Mind over matter so she bought the maserati

Apartment in the city rule one I'm in the city

I ain't gotta tweet it all my niggas know I'm with it

Car show king king cop those things things

Her Gucci bag tote woo that's 'bout four G's damn

Beard gang state boss gold chains swing

A*s shots heavy high heels mean

Airplanes loaded ooh valet the lotus ooh

In the pool notice ooh yeah that nigga roguish

Balenciaga smell L V totes totes

Donald trump taps woo smell kilos you see it

Giuliani next haha renzel wrote it

H T grow it or I won't smoke it nigga

L V luggage biggest shorty so rugged

Concealed weapon permit 'cause she know I'm thuggin' yeah

Watch my back 'cause you know I got yours I got you

Collins ave shoppin' how we moppin' them stores

Drop top coupes coupes stop by snoop's snoop

Icon w**d w**d I got juice I got it

The gold presidential I got it

Full time masseuse I got it

Banker wear suits I got it

Money like maloofs I got it

Milly on my neck got lil' shorty out her body rahmeek

Met her in atlanta but I ****** in Abu Dhabi rahmeek

Bully in the driveway choppers in the lobby

Stretchin' out some baddies like I signed up for pilates

Doin' karate in a lamb' chop

My son like three and he keep askin' 'bout his grandpop

Leave it up to me I'll be S P

With all these damn shots

Dead opps red dots givin' out headshots

And I fear not deep in them

Trenches hold my head high

And me and my niggas don't beef 'bout

******* 'cause we share thots

And a lot of **** don't be my business

But I hear a lot

My youngin killed my other youngin

I'm in a weird spot ooh

These niggas tryna be on the 'gram

They ain't tryna share a cot

I came up trappin' sellin' grams

But now I share stocks nigga

I'm from the bottom if that's my man

**** I'll share a watch

I'll share a chain

'Cause that's the life forget we wasn't lit

We used to share flings

She gon' give me toppy in the maybach to the airplane huh

If she do it sloppy get a

A P and some earrings

Jewelry be so loud you come around me

Probably hear things haha

We caught them same cases niggas caught

Never said things never

Mansion with the pool woo I ain't never swim nigga

Sold Ross the mansion in the A I never been facts

Buttons on the tools woo **** 'em let 'em spin

Mama told me if you go to war you better win woah

L V luggage uh shorty so rugged what

Heavy fashion nova nigga I'm so gutter

Vegas for the fights fights heavy on the ice ice

All the flights chartered and we rollin' dice yee

Menages in the pool the pool on the roof roof

I hit her in my nikes like your boy was playin' hoops

Double M a cult seated on revolt revolt

Diddy by my side I got shooters in they scopes

Such a paradox comin' from one pair of socks

Lesson number one is that you never call the cops uh

Somebody gotta bleed bleed somebody wipe they eyes eyes

You never cry out loud never some things you keep inside yes

Some things you keep inside

Some things you keep inside

Uh boss