New York lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck the fire, we got grease
It's a Wayne beat
f*ck, Grease, what's poppin'?
Young Sak Runner

[Chorus]
I just came all the way to New York
My lil' brother bad as hell, he just bought a new torch
My lil' cousin bad as hell, he be throwing pitch forks
Kid f*ckin' all these hoes, he think he Too $hort
You can't ride on yo' opps, lil' n*gga, you too short
I can get a n*gga smoked for free like Newports
I'm in another n*gga hood, I'm finna start a war
I'm finna perform at Rollin Loud, that sh*t start at 4:00
My shooter wear glasses, he is not a dork
I got my gun in my hand, not the side door (Hold onnnn)
b*tch, I ain't YN Jay
I could tell when my b*tch cheatin', I know her lyin' facе
I been trippin' ever since wе lost Andre
I'm finna get a n*gga killed on a blind date
I only wanna f*ck bad b*tches like Beyonce
If she don't got no ass, I'm beyond straight
We just walked in the club, you in line waitin'
Hit his ass with this Glock, he a dyin' patient
I'll get to shooting in this b*tch like that n*gga Tatum
If he got a gun on his hip, have my n*gga take it
He ain't really 'bout that life, man that n*gga fakin'
I just sent ten bow's home, now a n*gga waitin'
I'ma make a twenty ball when I go to Vegas
I can't let her drive no more 'cause the b*tch Janky
My n*gga hit the clerk for five bands, he did the Hanky Panky
n*gga got an attitude, he can't find no dranky
He just did the f*ckin' Cha Cha Slide, hit him with the Drakey
My n*gga on demon time like that n*gga Satan
Tried to tax me for a four, so I'm finna take it
Seen a n*gga get his ass popped, so I'm finna shake him
I seen a n*gga make a ten ball out a f*ckin' basement
We just charged a n*gga Ten K and he finna pay it
Hol' on, this n*gga trippin' in the f*ckin' booth
Told my n*gga, if they move wrong, then he better shoot
If my b*tch do some bullsh*t, then the she get the boot
I ain't done rappin' 'til I put my momma in a coupe
Nah you ain't gangaroni, you ain't in the crew
He tried to shoot at us so we put him in a suit
Told my n*gga, if he he buy that drank then we gon' get into it
My n*gga takin' too many Perc's so I had to threw 'em
Hahaha, b*tch I mean throw 'em
I'm illegal with this Glock, this a clean jawn
I make music for the shooters, this a mean song
Told my n*gga, swing the chop like he playin' ping pong
[Outro]
Man, I don't know a n*gga talkin' like me, know what I'm sayin'?
I'm the Young Sak Runner,n*gga, the General, n*gga
You know? LSP forever, n*gga
You know I love my block, n*gga
Lebeau city, n*gga
You know what the f*ck goin' on, n*gga
Long live Skino
Long live Gabe
Long Live Kurt
Long live white folks
Long live [?]
Long live Dante
Long live