[Intro: tana & KanKan]
I'm New York, I been switchin' the lanes, I'm in the stu', this ho burnin' in flames
I'm in New York, smokin' Za' to the face, I'm in New York, switch my bitch by the day
Walk in Dior, “Fuck it” cop me some frames, I cut 'em off, n***as fake anyway
I cut her off, all these bitches the same, he cuffin' ho’s, yeah, he must be insane
AMG coupe, n***a cut off the brakes, ho what you say? Could get cut off the same

[Verse 1: tana]
Woah (Bah), Woah (Bah, bah) Woah, yeah (Bah, bah) Yeah, yeah (Oh yeah) Yeah
Too much drugs in my system, I can’t, I’m in Miami, blowin' on that dank
I don't even sip on wock but i do drank (Brrr), my pharmacist rich, he be flyin' on planеs (Yeah, yeah)
Bombin' up shit, if you talk 'bout my gang, just keep yo' mouth sealеd, if you talk, you a lame
I'm New York, I been switchin' the lanes, I'm in the stu', this ho burnin' in flames

[Verse 2: KanKan]
I'm in New York, smokin' Za to the face, I'm in New York, switch my bitch by the day
Walk in Dior, “Fuck it” cop me some frames, I cut em off, n***a's fake anyway
I cut her off, all these bitches the same, he cuffin' ho’s, yeah, he must be insane
AMG coupe, n***a cut off the brakes, ho, what you say? Could get cut off the same

[Verse 3: tana]
We in that Tonka, he ridin' 'round in a Honda
All black coupe (Yeah, yeah), you can't find us, If he ain't want war, why you sign up?
If he ain't war, why you get in? All freestyle ain't writing (Lil
Bro, you gotta be kidding)
No, I ain’t jokin', hit that lil' ho, with the potion, she ride the dick (Ahem), with no motion
She keep askin' for Chanel, and some more shit, told her to give me her head, and her ocean
[Verse 4: KanKan]
Hit from back, yeah, we bussin' it open, that boy he broke then a bitch, yeah, he broke it
Hop in a TrackHawk, n***a, we floatin', that lil' n***a too ass, don't send me no open
Them n***a's broke, man, they gotta be joking, he said I’m broke, yeah, they gotta be trollin'