 Got jokes, uptown, Harlem world New York like I'm Pop Smoke Ride around in the drive roads Watchin' rats in the pot roast Finger polish with the top coat The bottom turn up or the top glow Bling bling, that's a barcode Ring ring, that's a smartphone Beep beep, do your heart go Slow tie, hear your part go Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Masayin When I'm pullin' off muddy dungarees Make the place look like I might've seen When I make moves, I'm a money fiend