New Yorker Lyrics

Fuck it up, Fuck it up

Wake up to money right next to ya daughter

I'm mixin' that water wit something I bought her

I said imma baller jus need a reporter

Like she be a bunny 'n then I escort her

We callin' them out when they all outta order

I got a new rollie to match wit my sword

'N we ride in a foreign, you hide in the corner

Be tyin' my Jordan's like I'm a New Yorker

I'm takin' them hunnids right outta my pocket

I head to the bank 'n I make a deposit

Be movin' so fast its like ridin' a rocket

They talkin' bout cash 'n I'm trynna make profit

I'm playin these games 'n it feel like Nintendo

I got all the fame now I need an extendo

They all know my name 'n I'm settin' the tempo

They don't feel the pain so I'm gettin' the medal

Got weight on my back cause I'm servin' the pack 'n I'm runnin' like track so I count up a stack of the paper

That's fallin' right down from the top of the tower like it doesn't matter if you gettin' whacked

See all of the people that live in my shadow I hope that you find your way out of the trap

Learn how to rap 'n keep makin the cash

Leavin' tomorrow, not makin' it back

Fuck it up, Fuck it up

Wake up to money right next to ya daughter

I'm mixin' that water wit something I bought her

I said imma baller jus need a reporter

Like she be a bunny 'n then I escort her

We callin' them out when they all outta order

I got a new rollie to match wit my sword

'N we ride in a foreign, you hide in the corner

Be tyin' my Jordan's like I'm a New Yorker

All gas 'n no break we got plenty of fuel in it

Ass give a shake 'n u know that I'm cool wit it

Don't hit my whip so lil bitch I be movin' it

Know that I'm doin' it, they jus be losin' it

Double OG in my blunt I be puffin' so much that I see a new cup right in front of my face

So I wake 'n I bake, I be takin' the cake you waitin' for me to go make a mistake

Got pink Lamborghinis 'n girls in bikinis

They order martinis I stick to my Wheaties

Cause I am champion

Ballin' like Marion

Started at 3pm now it be 10am

Cheddar like cheese 'n you better say please

To my only command which is gimme the keys

I got too many cars that got too many fees

But I only need one jus to handle my needs

Fuck it up, Fuck it up

Wake up to money right next to ya daughter

I'm mixin' that water wit something I bought her

I said imma baller jus need a reporter

Like she be a bunny 'n then I escort her

We callin' them out when they all outta order

I got a new rollie to match wit my sword

'N we ride in a foreign, you hide in the corner

Be tyin' my Jordan's like I'm a New Yorker