[Skit]
I'mma keep, I'mma keep it gully with you yo
This whole character this..
Yo I'm not feelin it yo
N***a the fuck are you really on n***a
Rappin bout' fuckin Naruto and cartoons and shit
Playing with Pokemon cards n***a
What the fuck you on son
Needa' get yo fuckin' mind right yo
Seen him talkin bout being in New York, when n***a, when?
You ain't come to bh nowhere in Harlem we seen you son
Word to my mother on every side of her family yo
Kids, neices, nephews
*Gunshots*

[Intro]
Pussy n***a tell me how it feel
Pie is only cool, until its off the window sill

[Hook]
New York, bitch I'm out in New York
Shit, I just lit a Newport
I made yo main retwist my new growth
Said I'm feeling like I'm New York
I brought Floridians to New York
I already fucked your new ho
Still pour em' dirty sprite tell em its Nuvo
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
What the fuck these new n***as mean
Cuff in flood waters (?)
Bet you the skyscraper don't
Bank$ got Twinkies in 2013
Florida heat, Basquiat my jalapeño with a habanero
Put your sister in a Carrera and dirty in her Sierra
Aye that whitey new n***a from my city gettin' to starin'
Water fill up they eye, hot boy make em cry
And I got new editions to my set up room stop playin with me
Think I can't get bike on point
But the plug cause my motherfuckin state crooked
And I heard your shone been acting brand new boy that pussy ache for me
Bunny Ears down the rabbit hole wishing she could be Phlo
Touchin' but I need more, and I bet she don't say shit
Burn n***a with Calendars so they can learn the basics

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
New word around Twitter "Robb Bank$ is Raider Klan"
New word around Twitter "Bank$ lying bout' his daddy"
New word around Twitter "Bank$ got pressure when he land"
But ain't no word around Broward I'm tryna' see where y'all at
Fuck n***a I ain't new to this business got family been jugin' centuries
Blood line heavy but she feather weight when I pick her up and I hit her with my steak
But boy never again one strip club that a n***a slipped lost all my bread
Which I made a little better, had every bitch there lying hands through my dreadlocks
My bitch in the sand like Shikaku while you thumb checks through drive-thru's
Been dead broke and lied to, now I’m in that ape like Naraku
I got bands, like High School
Like your parents garage
Free place to get off and you call now you get one free like a Sham-wow
[Hook]