text: Them niggas gotta hear what the fuck Im talkin bout 
  Feel me, Lil Z? 
  On your set with some real shit, nigga 
  I dont want none of that extra loud shit
  This aint none of that rainbow hair shit
  Know what Im sayin? 
  This the real streets shit, yeah, nigga
  Fuckin voice of the streets, man
  Its like Jesus walkin 
  More like Christopher Walking, man 
  Yall know whats up 
  I be in New York with the gangsters
  Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander 
  If my opps is chillin in the foreign 
  Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom 
  I be in New York with the gangsters 
  Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander 
  If my opps is chillin in the foreign 
  Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom 
  .44 got a kickback 
  Click-clack, get back 
  Shots at your rib pack 
  Or you can get chin checked 
  Them twirlin niggas actin up 
  So niggas packed him up 
  Brazy was actin tough 
  Til niggas slapped him up 
  Pop Smoke on top 
  Niggas mad as fuck 
  Six by six, big Benz on my wrist 
  If you dont got your nails done, you are not it 
  Automatically on the blocked list 
  Niggas talkin bout they guns , but never shot shit 
  Might as well put a cap on it, all over with a chopstick 
  Run up and Im brandin them, take a nigga shoppin 
  Reach and Im branchin it cause I dont know who watchin 
  Its a Ginger Ale and Henny day, eased up on the crème brûlée 
  38s on the block , a nigga wont hesitate 
  Had to move these bitches up cause they was in the way
  I wouldnt want them to get shot by an enemy
  I be in New York with the gangsters 
  Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander 
  If my opps is chillin in the foreign 
  Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom 
  I be in New York with the gangsters 
  Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander 
  If my opps is chillin in the foreign 
  Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom