Grafh - New York $hxt lyrics

rate me

All the fake niggaz, bitch ass niggaz

Fuck off!

Fuck niggaz don’t make it bad

You like my dick in your mouth

You poke it out in the back of the neck

I’m back on the set

I’m in your project

I’m your man of steel in the flesh

I don’t want to hear your crap

I got a lot of cash nigga

I’ll leave your fiancé embarrassed

1 dollar is beyond 8 karats

Like Jay Z and Beyonce’s marriage

I fill up with my New York shit

Got the world fuck with my New York script

I fill up with my New York shit

Got the world fuck with my New York script

Why niggaz always play with niggaz who won’t play with them?

I was raised by Wo-Tang and other niggaz

When the bread comes

I’m like the kid taken by Dracula

With no discretion on their face

You think Channel, but I can tell when I see you back

This is straight New York shit

I fill up with my New York shit

Got the world fuck with my New York script

I fill up with my New York shit

Got the world fuck with my New York script