RNS lyrics

[Intro: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Real n*gga back in style (Yes, sir)
Yeah, the real n*gga back in style (Flex)
(Gangsta Breezy) Yeah, real n*gga back in style
Huh, all them real n*ggas— (Like we level up)

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Rich n*gga summer, rich n*gga summer (Rich)
Rich n*gga summer, it's a rich n*gga summer (Rich)
Rich n*gga summer, rich n*gga summer
Rich n*gga summer, it's a rich n*gga summer (Iced Up Records)

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Yeah, throw the Rollie up, you know they love that (Rollies in the sky)
Gave them n*ggas loyalty and get that love back (Love back)
Out of town destination, where thе plug at? (Where the plug at?)
Two-tonе Fin, black and brown, I'm like the gun wrapped (Pow)
Huh, bipolar cases when the club pack (Okay)
b*tch, I party with the gangsters and the rugrats (Gangsta)
I made beat, the only difference is the drug stash
Used to run circles in the field, now I run rap (Nyoom)
In the backseat of the Ghost starin' at the ceiling (Stars)
I don't owe you n*ggas sh*t, don't care how n*ggas feelin' (f*ck 'em)
Huh, at the bank in disbelief, finally it's some millions
Buyin' jewelry, to a street n*gga that sh*t memorabilia (Street)
Froze Patek got my arm look like a ice cube (Oh sh*t)
f*ck canary, ho, I come f*ckin' ice scooped (Ha)
Dope money turned the kitchen to the white room (Skrrt)
Type of n*gga, bipolar, welcome to the price move, n*gga
[Pre-Chorus: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Hm, yeah, the real n*ggas back in style (Real n*ggas)
Huh, all the real n*ggas back in style (Like we level up)
n*gga, yeah, the real n*ggas back in style (Real n*ggas)
Ha, all the real n*ggas (Real n*ggas only)

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Yeah, rich n*gga summer (Summer), rich n*gga summer (Summer)
Rich n*gga summer (Rich), it's a rich n*gga summer (Rich)
Rich n*gga summer (Rich), rich n*gga summer (Summer)
Rich n*gga summer, it's a rich n*gga summer (Vezzo)

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Get the ball straight from Cali, gotta fly 'em in (Straight from Cali)
Ain't no n*gga 'round my weight did it like I did (Huh)
My n*gga got out on parole, got the time in (Yeah)
f*ck how n*ggas feel, b*tch, I'm grindin' for my wife and kids (Iced Up Records)
Ain't gotta talk about no paper, b*tch, you know it's lit (Real)
Made a fifty on the road just to throw the sh*t (Huh, throw the sh*t)
Huh, good dog with that fent', got the Rollie hit (Skrrt)
You in the streets thuggin', how you tellin' when you know the risk? (Facts)
We got them pus*y n*ggas sick, they wanna see me down (pus*y)
Thinkin' 'bout my ex-b*tch, I know she see me now (She'll see me)
Left hand wrist both bust just to see the time
See the grind, I was servin' bad, now I don't need a dime (I don't need sh*t)
On the road, got a brick in the trunk, huh (Yeah)
Run through the load, gotta finish 'em up, yeah
It's all good, n*gga, give us a month (A month)
Thinkin' of a master plan while I smoke this blunt, n*gga
[Pre-Chorus: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Hm, yeah, the real n*ggas back in style (Real n*ggas)
Huh, all the real n*ggas back in style (Hood n*ggas)
n*gga, yeah, the real n*ggas back in style (Like we level up)
Ha, all the real n*ggas

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo & DJ Drama]
Yeah, rich n*gga summer (Rich), rich n*gga summer (Rich)
Rich n*gga summer (Rich), it's a rich n*gga summer (What)
Rich n*gga summer (Yeah), rich n*gga summer (Yeah)
Rich n*gga summer, it's a rich n*gga summer (RNS)

[Outro: DJ Drama]
DJ Drama
Suckers