Williamsburg

Selling art to these yuppies
Getting mixed offers
Hold up...

Selling art to these yuppies
Getting mixed offers
Im In New York like I'm Peter Parker
Wrote a 16 then I tossed it
If I wanted bull****
I'd just read Gawker (Facts *****)
Young Rick murder
I just shoot walkers
I'm a slave to this rap **** I can't quit (No)
Fresh Sig with the grip
A yuppie pop *** *
Call the gun Britney Jean
When the spears come out
I hit you and JT
You yuppies ain't real
Let you live for a fee
We taking Brooklyn back
You can leave the coffee
And you ****s dying to
Word to Charles Barkley (Word)
My head dreaded up like my name Marley
Naw we don't do that
Simple rhyming ass *****s
Get they wig pushed back
Get your mic snatched
Nicotine patched
Call my white boys up
Get your life hacked
Heard your Stock dropped
***** this the blow back
Put the Hawkeyes on him
Heard he like M*A*S*H
You gon' rust in peace
Heard you like thrash
Put a price on your head
That's a light bag
45 on me like mike back
Whoa

Hey! Alright!
Baby I'm just heating up
I just wonder is it for you
Feeling stuck
You know how to keep me up
Icy love
Icy like a hockey puck
Baby I' m just heating up..
You know how to keep me up

Deep off in the main..
Hidden hills

I walk in the booth like I own it
I know that I belong there
These days ain't the same
All ain't built like that
These **** *****s ain 't
Like that
Y’all *****s yall built like rats ahhh