IN NY

I don't drink coffee, I take tea, my dear I like my toast done on one side

But you can hear it in my accent when I talk I'm an Englishman in New York

Niggas know I'm in the city Cause every nigga with me gettin' busy

And every bitch with me sittin' pretty, yeah The hand chopped, but the can cocked

I'm always with the blicky, big Willie style I get jiggy-jiggy with the digits, silly

I don't want it if it ain't a Billy I mean, Cory couldn't make it with A Millie

It's Moncler's hair when it's chilly or we up in the air, in the lair

Anywhere that is litty You ain't poppin' over there if it ain't Billy

You out here lookin' silly, I'm out here poppin' willies

And I don't ride bikes, nigga, I take out the bosses