Whole sales yo boy held'em

Meet me at the plaza hotel you won't welcome

You're right homey I'm the one

Dressed in all white on me like a nun

Doors viper here the room

Falls me spitting I'm nicer with a gun

Offer the lamb drive in the big truck in

I go so ham the pigs love it

Don't get comfy white shit what the wig flog it

Your kid got it your white with the smuffs off it

It was all good just so we could go

Open a lot of doors just to see you go

Break a day now like yeah I need to go
It's my turn, it's my turn
Uh, brighter hell will spit dark nights

Then you back with this shot right

All this talk about king of New York

Get you clapped then hop right on March night

1 AM at the stop light

All fair facts and hit the Nets cap


Put the driver on so to stand rack

You'll be wearing that

Fuck who they could pin I ain't hearing that

I'm in the booth mask on cause they scared of that

I'll be the truth back and forth ball passing

Step back and shoot not in shoot where I'm airing that
Hood rich or to pin it down on the floor shit

In the M bout the flow shit

New deal come around

1.2 mill on the ground watch the fall flip

They only got a wing cause we forfeit

Still I hold my city up without a fork lift

Niggers used to big me up but now it's awkward

Cause the bitches that they fuck I done oft it

Don't worry bout it kid we get the neck shit

It's bout to be that we the west shit

Couple check VLT the rebel vet shit

Know to snap up like warm up suits