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I string em along on some acoustic guitar sh*t Tell 'em park it in front of Neiman Marcus I need that, I need that Said we gon chill, where the weed at, the weed at? Said you got a Spider, where them keys at? Them keys at? Living on 'em, sh*tted on 'em, taunt ya I'm hotter than the sauna, [?] is under Calm yourself before you get dealt with Had the medics working on your pelvis DOA there's nothing left to say Went down like an hourgla** Paris 1st cla** regardless Fake b*t*hes, not responsive Me, I'm in the streets rocking a piece, that's retarded In the diamond district with Jacob Making you, you little clones wanna save up We come from Queens where we are taught to handle Beef on our own You call up cops, we get it poppin' We be out with the chrome Where Brooklyn at? Where Bronx at? Where Harlem at? Where Statan at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Bronx at? Where Harlem at? Where Yonkers at? All my men is caped up, stingy with the snatch 'Cause n***as get too attached (Word) Sleep with the ratchet under the mattress Natural: my cat got a 5 o'clock shadow It don't matter 'cause n***as is still badder You chicks is getting f**ked I'm on top, that's how I bop Luxury every stop Eat it or beat it, you should already know my friend You're not needed: next n***a, remix Word to everything with on G sh*t F**k with me, give me a reason Feel something hot, change the whole season For the greater good, make you face your demons It's the loca, caramel mocha B*t*hes is on their sofa, I'm taking over You now rocking with the best mama Bombshell hood hottie in the egg-shell Bughatti, oh! We come from Queens where we are taught to handle Beef on our own You call up cops, we get it poppin' We be out with the chrome Where Brooklyn at? Where Bronx at? Where Harlem at? Where Statan at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Bronx at? Where Harlem at? Where Yonkers at? Queens will ease on 'em, squeeze on 'em We'll dump the .223's on 'em Breeze on 'em, lit the trees on 'em In the bandanna, make em think it's gang-related We on that gritty sh*t, the city sh*t New York New York You come through on some pretty sh*t Get outlined in chalk I get busy, I get busy, I'm strapped now I'm tryna say I want you motherf**kers to act out I had that a** sprint towards the door when I back out Don't do it, don't you do it, don't you do it Don't make me step to you Holy moly, rolly icy oyster perpetual Diamonds blinking like hey, just take a look at it I'm a regular bad man, they say I'm a mad man F**k a mask and gloves, I lay it on bare hands We come from a war zone, them South side streets Where anything and everything gets gunned to eat We come from Queens where we are taught to handle Beef on our own You call up cops, we get it poppin' We be out with the chrome Where Brooklyn at? Where Bronx at? Where Harlem at? Where Statan at? Where Brooklyn at? Where Bronx at? Where Harlem at? Where Yonkers at? We come from Queens where we are taught to handle Beef on our own
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