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Oh, come here lil' nigga Marni for my slippers She prefer Mr. Williams One day I'm tryna be on the New York City Times Square Buildings One day I'm tryna give 100 thousand dollars to all of my siblings Yeah, Not just my sisters All of my brothers from another mother Hell yeah that's my niggas, yeah New York City, we watching the ball drop Pick that shit up, double dribble I'm inside 'cause it's raining She talkin' 'bout it's nun' but some drizzle He make the Glock sing That be a street symphony instrumental Ask me what I think, tryna get in my mental How could I trust you, baby, look what your friends do How could I trust you not fucking that nigga you layin' next to (Uh) Why would you trust me I don't suggest it I don't respect you I hit yo' best friend And then I text you Like pull up pull up to the B&B Like pull up I got Givenchy with me It's hotter than a bitch switch the degrees Free certified trap got a switchy on me Football, get blitz in the heat Coi Leray, need a bitch so petite Stand on my money, Bol Bol, I don't even need to jump Beat a bitch boy ass, I don't need a gun I feel like Keem Beat it up Some y'all odd Even up Okay it's even now That nigga fuckin' wit' yvngxchristian I'm bring the demon out Bitch, look at my coat Invisible cloak can't see me now Damn, I'm thinking it's camouflage Dis money I'm standing on it be the ground Back in the day I was not the man I said that I wanna scam No reason now I remember back then them teachers was kicking me out But nowadays a young nigga be teaching them Ask me what I think, tryna get in my mental How could I trust you, baby, look what your friends do How could I trust you not fucking that nigga you layin' next to Why would you trust me I don't suggest it I don't respect you I hit yo' best friend And then I text you Like pull up pull up to the B&B Like pull up I got Givenchy with me It's hotter than a bitch switch the degrees Free certified trap got a switchy on me Football, get blitz in the heat Coi Leray, need a bitch so petite Stand on my lonely, Bol Bol, I don't even need to jump