New York (NY)

[Skit] I'mma keep, I'mma keep it gully with you yo This whole character this.. Yo I'm not feelin it yo Nigga the fuck are you really on nigga Rappin bout' fuckin Naruto and cartoons and shit Playing with Pokemon cards nigga What the fuck you on son Needa' get yo fuckin' mind right yo Seen him talkin bout being in New York, when nigga, when? You ain't come to bh nowhere in Harlem we seen you son Word to my mother on every side of her family yo Kids, neices, nephews *Gunshots* [Intro] Pussy nigga tell me how it feel Pie on the cool til' they all know end is here [Hook] New York, bitch I'm out in New York Shit, I just lit a Newport I made yo main retwist my new grove Said I'm feeling like I'm New York I brought Floridians to New York I already fucked your new ho Still pour em' dirty sprite tell em its Nuvo [Verse 1: Robb Bank$] What the fuck these new niggas mean Cuff in flood waters (?) Bet you the skyscraper don't Bank$ got Twinkies in 2013 Florida heat, Basquiat my jalapeño with a habanero Put your sister in a Carrera and dirty in her Sierra Aye that whitey new nigga from my city gettin' to starin' Water fill up they eye, hot boy make em cry And I got new editions to my set up room stop playin with me Think I can't get bike on point But the plug cause my motherfuckin state crooked And I heard your shone been acting brand new boy that pussy ache for me Bunny Ears down the rabbit hole wishing she could be Phlo Touchin' but I need more, and I bet she don't say shit Burn nigga with Calendars so they can learn the basics [Hook] [Verse 2: Robb Bank$] New word around Twitter "Robb Bank$ is Raider Klan" New word around Twitter "Bank$ lying bout' his daddy" New word around Twitter "Bank$ got pressure when he land" But ain't no word around Broward I'm tryna' see where y'all at Fuck nigga I ain't new to this business got family been jugin' centuries Blood line heavy but she feather weight when I pick her up and I hit her with my steak But boy never again one strip club that a nigga slipped lost all my bread Which I made a little better, had every bitch there lying hands through my dreadlocks My bitch in the sand like Shikaku while you thumb checks through drive-thru's Been dead broke but liar Two9 bet that ain't like Naraku I got bands, like High School Like your parents garage Free place to get off and you call now you get one free like a Sham-wow [Hook]