Every morning that I roll up
I got scrips to the lean
Mother$#&@er let's pour up

Gunsmoke, smelling in them morning
I'm the ^!$$% that will wake you up
$#&@ yeah I'm dressing up, got hands I'll $#&@ you up

Living in New York, these ^!$$%s wanna be like us
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them

Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
These guys pop pill in rap

Mollies got deals on that
50 thousand in your back, go see that big fold that
$#&@ y'all kitties, still high,

And I'm fly the Lindsay I choose on my
Faragami belt, somebody medical aport cause I'm way too fly
Riding the 6 with the roof cut off

Phoney French you need to cut off
I ain't loosing ^!$$%, not at all
Running your mouth, you need to knock off

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You might catch me in perfection, looking like a boss
Tell the waiter clear my section, come and invite me off

Brooklyn I be going down, queens got me hella fly
Manhattan girls are like, welcome to NY
Yankey hats forever, we rock them

Yankey hats forever, we got them
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them

It's a cold day out but you know them ^!$$%s still outside
Ain't no place to hide, welcome to NY
A ^!$$% said he gonna fly out to get him some

Yeah, 3 pounds of that icky stuff
You want you some, (*##$
Take your mother$#&@ing clothes off

Let's have some fun
%#@!, I be looking mad fly every time I walk by these hoes
Living in the west, when you know that's a side that I control

When I leave still control
New York ^!$$% till I get old
You never a shine so stay in the dark

Just lean up to hit you, and tear you apart
I light up the coupe, then knock out your knee
On the beam I'ma hit you before you could park

$#&@ with a ^!$$%, slide with a ^!$$%
Let them know that I am a g, $#&@ with me
And he see only breathe ^!$$%,

Gotta get it how I live ^!$$%
The stick that I'm holding, a letter, a small
You playing you talking, so here goes the door

My yankee cap on you know I'm gonna floss
So people running the future top your door
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You might catch me in perfection, looking like a boss
Tell the waiter clear my section, come and invite me off
Brooklyn I be going down, queens got me hella fly

Manhattan girls are like, welcome to NY
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them

Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
It's a cold day out but you know them ^!$$%s still outside

Ain't no place to hide, welcome to NY