Erick the Architect – No Ice (ft. AKTHESAVIOR) (Audio, Lyrics)

Erick the Architect features AKTHESAVIOR on the new “No Ice” piece of music. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Erick The Architect No Ice

The Beast Coast era was an important one to New York City’s hip-hop scene throughout the 2000s. Though Pro Era earned the most visibility, thanks to Joey Bada$$, Flatbush Zombies and The Underachievers were bringing a unique flare that helped defined a moment in NYC.

These days, it seems like most of these artists are focusing on solo music. Flatbush Zombies rapper and producer Erick The Architect returned over the weekend with a brand new single titled “No Ice” featuring Underachievers rapper AkTheSavior. Produced by Linden Jay, who cooks up a psychedelic instrumental, Erick The Architect and AKTHESAVIOR serve up a raw banger where they pop their sh*t.

“No Ice” marks Erick The Architect’s first official single of the year, though he’s made a slew of guest appearances on records alongside Pale Jay, Col3trane, Powers Pleasant, and Ibraham Maalouf.

The new single also arrives before Erick The Architect hits the road on the Futureproof Live tour, where he’ll begin teasing new music from his forthcoming album. AKTHESAVIOR will also be hitting the road with him. The tour kicks off in the Bay Area on Nov. 4th before L.A. on the 6th. Then, they’ll head over to Toronto on Nov. 14th and conclude the tour in their stomping grounds of Brooklyn on Nov. 16th.

Erick the Architect – No Ice (ft. AKTHESAVIOR)

28 October 2022. 1 Song, 3 minutes. ℗ 2022 Erick the Architect

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Lyrics

★ Intro ★
Where you at?
Yup, yup
Where you at?
Yup, yup

★ Chorus ★
Get some on the gang (Both ride
Ex girl, hit my line (Go silent)
Muzzle on the pistol (So quiet)
All you hear is, “Shh” (Be quiet)
I done made a change (Whole life)
I done rolled half (Gold stripes)
Used to bag a dame (Your type)
Now I’m rockin’ plain (No ice)

★ Verse 1 ★
Even though I’m winnin’, this a bad sport
I just wanna take the Bentley crash course
Revvin’ up the engine while I pass yours
DSM for shoppin’, I got mad sauce
Ain’t nobody worried ’bout no threats though
I stolе off on a nigga like a klepto
I got someonе who could do it for the bread dough
Plus a couple who would do it ’cause I said so
Feel foolish, I don’t do this for this clout
I don’t do this but a nigga steppin’ out
You’re impressive but your luck is runnin’ out
It’s a deficit, ain’t really workin’ out
Prada everything is what it’s all about
Tell the bae, keep a pink pistol in her pouch
Nowadays, I don’t trust a friend so frail
Just a young nigga ridin’ coat tails

★ Chorus ★
Get some on the gang (Both ride
Ex girl, hit my line (Go silent)
Muzzle on the pistol (So quiet)
All you hear is, “Shh” (Be quiet)
I done made a change (Whole life)
I done rolled half (Gold stripes)
Used to bag a dame (Your type)
Now I’m rockin’ plain (No ice)

★ Verse 2 ★
Shorty give me brain with the cold ice
Nigga sippin’ on a four, gotta pour it right
Scottie Pippen, runner up but I’m more Mike
For the chicken, make ’em duck, get the dough right
I done went worldwide with the same niggas
Use a brush for the waves like I paint pictures
They be quick to say you changed when you paid different
Middle finger, I display when I’m lane switchin’
Future shinin’ like my VVS’s
I ain’t rockin’ brands, I like to keep ’em gussin’
I been bill collectin’, you can leave a message, nigga
Big investments on my own reflection
Always keep the pole but homie no erection
Payed the toll and now his soul ejected
Aura golden, countin’ all my blessings
Gotta move in silence, be the code of legends, nigga

★ Chorus ★
Get some on the gang (Both ride
Ex girl, hit my line (Go silent)
Muzzle on the pistol (So quiet)
All you hear is, “Shh” (Be quiet)
I done made a change (Whole life)
I done rolled half (Gold stripes)
Used to bag a dame (Your type)
Now I’m rockin’ plain (No ice)

Which style I’m gon’ reussrect?
Know that I’m fresh to death
A nigga flex and ain’t put no jewelry yet
AK imagine when we connect
Let me intercept
Stay finessin’ while you on the bench, pressed
Money hungry, I follow the cents’ scent
Mix the fronto now nigga, I’m betn, bent
Always humble but I let my bank rant

★ Erick ★
I ain’t really have no choice in this shit
If you want to run the streets, you rap to get rich
Wait, too humble, had me skrrt the Honda
Now we back in this bitch
All of that ice and your shit lookin’ cloudy
Don’t like that fake shit, I can’t keep it ’round me
Clarity without a doubt
Let’s see who’s shinin’ for the clout

★ Chorus ★
Get some on the gang (Both ride
Ex girl, hit my line (Go silent)
Muzzle on the pistol (So quiet)
All you hear is, “Shh” (Be quiet)
I done made a change (Whole life)
I done rolled half (Gold stripes)
Used to bag a dame (Your type)
Now I’m rockin’ plain (No ice)