Da Icon - 1 Train lyrics

[Intro: May Rock] It's the unit Think we ain't got bars? Yeah, bet Marg, get em [Verse 1: Margiathon] Heard she was a snake but I'm still chasing that forbidden fruit If the cops show up then you know we shouting hootie hoo Nasty, eat her a** in the morning call it booty loops Then I pack a bowl of Lucky Charms and light it through and through Call me Kobe, I ain't f**ing pa**ing it Acting a fool, with my crew, b**h you know we shaqing it I been around enough to know that b**hes yeah they come and they go But when I'm horny my girl Mary Jane she never says no I'm not hitting raw, grab a Trojan and a backwood Hoe that a** good, but I notice that you lack wood, and I got it You can play pool in my pockets Grab the condom out my wallet, then I give her hard dick She say that I'm cold but she's Arctic I'm only this way to bloods**ers cause I'm garlic, and you garbage And I'm fresher than orbit, you know I stay on Mars b**h Catch me in the backseat f**ing Nicki in a starship [Verse 2: Zackwoods] Porked that b**h real quick Hit her with the motherf**ing “b**h I'm bout to hit a lick” On your house, posted up on your couch b**h wear a blouse, pull that sh** up, then I pork her, I'm from down south Real f**ing quick and I nutted on her lip, come back around said “Is she 26?” I'm like, “I'm 17 but I just motherf**ing wrecked your sh**, and I porked your sh**” And I'm bout to f** your friends, so give me their numbers Your daddy drives a Benz, while I'm bout to hit a lick on that sh**, real quick Then drive it back to your crib, all motherf**ing smashed out Cause I be mad drunk off percs, off xans, off lean Motherf**ing crazy, I'm a f**ing drug fiend Smoking motherf**ing backwoods all day, f** around and f**ing spray [Verse 3: May Rock] Yiggity yuh, uh, and I won't stop til I reach Christ conscious I'm predicting the future like the magic conch is Yeah I'm convict, yes I'm a criminal Trying to critique these raps is just so inexplicable I'm bout to nut, like I'm thinking with my genitals Bars like no other yeah my sh** is so original You should be listening to every single syllable So when you see me b**h, salute me like the general Yeah I'm cookin these raps up like a sk**et If money talks, then I hear about a milli I got this new b**h, yeah she speak another language Doing 100 on the highway while I lane switch After all this I figure that I know one thing It's just that anything is better than that 1 train I spent four years of my life searching for that big ring Like what Syd uses when she f**s that 20-year old thing, Rock b**h [Verse 4: Action] My sh** flow harder than a tidal wave Hoes and Rolexes giving me the time of day Can't do it man, I'm always gonna find a way My sh** keep getting hotter like it's in the microwave, uh Man I'm hot right now, even Hot 97 should've thought by now That I'm the next freestyler at the block in town I walk in loud, spit a verse and take a bow Using gra** like it's barley and wheat Dudes crying over b**hes, Marley and Me Living in a new place, Airbnb Getting dome in Texas, man, AT&T We speeding through life you ain't gotta wait for us I ain't sing the hook, I don't take chorus Eyes were closed but, you know I stop snoring Gump was asleep, and I had to Wake Forest Honor roll, so my school can't have me expelled I can film, write, and act, but at rap I accel Man these other rappers, man, they in trouble, can't tell How the hell these dudes ain't put me on XXL, man Can we make this f**ing sh** go hard? My report card got more A's than an aardvark Real talk, I should've applied to Harvard No, I should've dropped out and built a house out of cardboard [Verse 5: Icon] Check it, uh, gotta get me a nice b**h with all the fixings Tight p**y, round a**, perky tits With a rich daddy for me to hit a lick when he hits a casket I score a dime b**h like Steph Curry scores a basket I'm an a**hole but to get girls gotta masque it One drink and she know, she gon' smash me I f** her so good, she'll turn into an elastic She don't want no other dick, I guess I got last licks But I don't want no wife, so I'm running from this clingy b**h I know I look fresh as f** in my name brand kicks Shout out Nikki Benz, hey baby I question Will you be my plus one to the master bedroom? I make that sh** look easy, when I hook up to my PC Throw on my Beats, record, and maybe I'll end up on TV I'm top heavy, cause my f**ing dick's so big I gotta stay steady when I'm tryna pull trig, I'm b**h [Verse 6: Clog] Wow, he on probation he still sipping lean and every whip I'm riding clean Yeah I'm talking bout the Chevy, or… oh my god Tryna put my dick in her belly, gas in the f**ing blunt till you smell me I'm from the 401, with the f**ing Draco You heard my case closed and my lawyer wasn't even Jewish Come a long way from smoking out the pipe smelling sewage So vanishing, I'm still eating steak sandwiches And I'm stoned, not moving like a mannequin I'm hammering some ambiance, so someone call an ambulance Two Draco Malfoy's and I'm on the percocet If you think Zack won't spray, then you not smart He about to turn your whole face to a Pop Tart Catch a case got bail money, court money, all that Posted with the plug stoned, playing Mortal Kombat 5k for lawyers and you tell me don't smoke Your b**h s**ing dick, I make that hoe choke If Zenga got money on the phone Now my b**h I'm on the xans, so I still bone In seventh grade Soulja Boy was my f**ing ringtone (Laughs) f** you, b**h [Outro: DJ Khaled] I like that, I like that