NYC Freestyle lyrics

Ay, Benz
Ay

[Verse 1]
I hit your main b*tch to hop on a red eye, wake up in a whole different city
I went to New York with only two K in my pocket and came back with twenty
I let him search me, then say I left my blunts in the car and I come with my stick in
I do not do shorts, might smoke a Newport, wait for the Xanny to kick it
I just been droppin’
All my songs boppin’
I don’t care about analytics
Everything you do is for views
There’s something has changed I can feel it
Left side of my face I can't feel it
In my dreams Jose told me to kill ‘em
You would think that she work at a daycare with the way that she handle my children
I was broke when you left me on read
I’m too busy, I cannot respond now
It feel different when I’m out of meds
I’m on Facetime with somebody baba

[Bridge]
Let me find out
(that’s your BM, Benz)
Let me find out
(that’s your BM, ooh)
Ay (that’s your BM)