230 E Gun Hill Rd, Bronx, NY 10467 Lyrics

Uh , You can't

II can't get lost in my own sauce

If it ain't my daddy ya bitch i'm my own boss

Holy Spirit in my body, bitch, II triple cross

Feel it flowing through my body when I'm feeling lost

How the fuck you expect to win when you ain't

Take no loss

You ain't talk about shit, yeah, bitch, you get lost

She gon' suck me up with that brand new gloss II put 84 rounds in em randy moss

Boy, I'm from the swamp, it get humid, it get sticky

Boy, I'm from the swamp, yeah, don't try me, it get fifty

Yeah, my Unc was moving cocaine in the 80s like he Ricky

East Coast Baby

Yeah my daddy moved into the swamp just to get away from the city

Yeah, isn't that so shitty

Yeah, he from New York City Yea Bronx, New York City

Yeah, Yonkers, New York City, yeah, East New York City

Yeah, why the fuck they give that big ass key to P Diddy

Yeah, yeah, and II ain't tricking for no pick me

Bottomless mimosas, I'm a fuck her we make sweet tea

II told this bitch II love her, but lil' shorty, you can't keep me

II just made this album, but before II made the EP

Now you in that court room in front of that judge saying " I didn't.. Ya Honor.. I didn't "

They questioning them bullets in that 06 Honda Civic "Ya Honor.. I didn't Ya Honor.. I didn't "

Uh , You can't

II can't get lost in my own sauce

If it ain't my daddy ya bitch i'm my own boss

Holy Spirit in my body, bitch, II triple cross

Feel it flowing through my body when I'm feeling lost

How the fuck you expect to win when you ain't

take no loss

You ain't talk about shit, yeah, bitch, you get lost

She gon' suck me up with that brand new gloss II put 84 rounds in em randy moss

Boy, I'm from the swamp, it get humid, it get sticky

Boy, I'm from the swamp, yeah, don't try me, it get fifty

Yeah, my Unc was moving cocaine in the 80s like he Ricky

East Coast Baby