Feat. Troy Ave

All town East coast, same boom supper ball
I’m the new Frank Mathew cuz I disappear they overdose 
I’m up the breakers for sit, sow my lane, see this gold 
Faze duce sun dress, G-s pay low pose 
She jumping on my left I ain’t even ask 
Thirsty for champagne, half of glass 
Hands on the table, wash your ass
Hoers go cray when they love the cash 
LL you look good for your age 
I look good for any age, I’m paid 
Look at the table, rose all day 
See me in the VIP just wait 
Hey, planny on ‘em Benjamin, hoer screaming, let me hit 
Slow down baby, watch the kick 
Farrell game, I’m on that shit 
Empty and four clip get for that split 
(?) is only one gone, get off my dick 

We o it big boy, boy, you already 
We do it big boy, boy, you already 
We do big boy, boy, you already
We do big boy, boy, you already
And we going and going it well 

Maybe two guns cuz East hoers keep blowing myself 
And we going and going it well 
Maybe two guns cuz East hoers keep blowing myself 
Security escort, park the car on that side walk 
 Go front, go blunt, the new king of New York
J swinging, cell ringing, champagne bubbles right for 
Planny adds, plan roof 
Hop at Helen hoer, body don’t kick she wide it like a snake 
Stacking her ass, and try to get bang 
Place the big role now she can’t wait 
A man is a zero now she try to escape
Nah, so wait too long, can’t recognize game 
I pop my brain, watch the red line after midnight 
Cuz I’mma get right, left them hate 
I teach you really, no if, no answer, no maybes 
My brasom, he’s so crazy, I pas cream and he’s gravy 
I’m doing test cuz they shady 
Been doing this since the eighties 
I’mma call all ladies (?) then turn and rack on baby 

We do it big boy, boy, you already 
We do it big boy, boy, you already 
We do big boy, boy, you already
We do big boy, boy, you already
And we going and going it well 
Baby too good, cu these hoers keep blowing myself 
Baby too good, cu these hoers keep blowing myself 

Doing big boy, you already 
Just know you did, just know I did 
Nothing peddy hunting 
Big boy, quick troy, new banz big toy 
Playing with these hoers and some change
Maybe fish cales, wish a nigga well 
I wish a nigga would, I wish a nigga would 
I push it straight to hell 
Three chains on me, flex the roadie with a crown 
No the voce, know what time it is 
I don’t fuck around 
Young paddle with the scene
I throw you out the town 
From my homies how got sinning  
That’s a motherfucker hell no 
All English flow although I zip mo’
Give me pain but give me hoers
No dope you already 

We do it big boy, boy, you already 
We do it big boy, boy, you already 
We do big boy, boy, you already
We do big boy, boy, you already
And we going and going it well 
Baby too good, cu these hoers keep blowing myself 
Baby too good, cu these hoers keep blowing myself