"NY" lyrics

Yeah, wait, if you ain't pop, put your stale ass up in the crib
I been movin' different and she like it how I live
I'm the type to kill the box on a shirt rip
I been goin' up, yeah, I'm really, I'm some shit

First ho, uh, second ho lit
Third ho with me, won't stop me in my dip
Fourth ho with me, pass the settie, yes, she will
Fifth ho with me, she gon' eat me for the bills

Uh-huh, right now, I'm lovin' how it feel
I can tell your ass hungry, you tryna eat me like a meal
She tryna tell me that's her first time, baby, be for real
Not for real, I don't believe that shit, not even a lil'

I got way too many hos, not gon' lie, gotta chill
Gotta chill, way too many, baby, yo, on my heels
Uh-huh, yeah, I love him still
I'm kinda toxic, baby girl, I gotta heal

My bitch can't look at niggas 'cause I like her mean
She a vegetarian, she still like the meat
Got a roster full of bitches, you should come to my team
I scream, you scream, we scream for ice cream

I can't freestyle 'cause I'm a right turd
The last girl I brought home, my mama ain't like her
I look back at it like, "Damn, you was right, girl"
My granny said it's time for me to get me a white girl

Uh, I understand it now
I got the 30D, they ain't 'bout to stamp it out
Big shorts, no belt because we handing them out
You see a opp, don't let him pass, nigga, handle it now

If you ain't like my recent Instagram post, you a bitch
I ain't playin', you just gon' act like you ain't see my shit?
If it's a ho around sayin' that my shit little
I'ma tell you right now, she never seen this -

Bitch, please, bitch, please
She ain't fuck the gang, yeah, that shit a pet peeve
Shawty show her titties like she got them wet tees
Shawty want a copy, ma, go arrest me

Like, like, wait, since I was a baby, I'm a chief, I told her do it
Shawty on my body, drink me up, she testin' fluids
When I kiss or eat her, fuck it, I'm seein' through it
Shawty can't do it, I was the mind of where she blew it

Somebody pass the Casamigos
If you know that, you know that, that turn into a free code
I'm Mr. Always Make a Shot, I make my free throws
I'm trickin' for my lil' shit, I'm not a cheap ho

Somebody pass the Casamigos
If you know that, you know that, that turn into a free code
I'm Mr. Always Make a Shot, I make my free throws
I'm trickin' for my lil' shit, I'm not a cheap ho

I don't know about cheap, but I'm cheap as hell
Nigga deep thang with me and he cheap as well
I know this bitch wanna fuck, 'cause my name ring bells
I'm eatin' New York pizza and it's weak as hell

Start tellin' rap niggas that shit suck
Mo' who be tryna fuck, I told her pick me up
When it's dark outside, lock that motherfuckin' window
Before I had deep thang, lift me up, slap