Still hopping at Newkirk with the pack on me
Still at it when they tried to turn they backs on me
It's facts only the hats Only NY Im smacked doly
Still with my niggas like it's blacks only
Don't try to play me you'll get clapped slowly for no fees
And have them do you like you bag groceries
I'm with my brodie like it's Zack and Cody
Get dragged till ya tracks showing my tracks golden
You lack potency I pack smoke in
Hold in my lungs till they crack open
You mad hopeless I'm top rhyming
That gat swinging and stack holding
That pants hanging that flag showing
That gang banging city where they card scamming
Them pieces hitting off the wall damnit
Her titties popping out the shirt Janet
You can't hold it Ya man's folded, Y'all can't see you blindfolded
I don't owe you shit
I hold my dick and balls between my legs that's all you get
I take that back that's only for my bitch
Now watch how I high get
I know you muthafuckas wish I'd call this shit quits
Ill never owe you shit
Might send em for you
They'll be on you like shit
Best bust a W quick
Following through it's hot pursuit
I'm chasing W's kid
And that's all while you can't fuck with my shit
Aye that's forreal you gone fuck with my shit