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Featuring A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ferg, Raekwon [Intro: Raekwon] Let's get a little, little, little, little drawing going on Yeah, that's what it is man Word up, A$AP Rocky, what up my nigga Young king right there Yeah, I see you, nigga It's your big brother Chef right here, man Raekwon, nigga You know we got you all day, nigga I know you got your big brother all day, too Ya know, it's all real [Verse 1: Raekwon] At the dice game, on sleeze mode Gun in the road, but count hunneds Sit back my home on my stomach Who the king boo, eating grapes Send me to 50 states I pump everywhere I go I thump Plenty spaces, either I’m in the slums Counting up ones, shaking down fiends Hopping to the most and one Besides bagging up, new ratchets Always in hatchets nigga Letras de cancionesThe fly bachelor with all those classics My gun is red eyeball brown Run the town black hoodie sweats No jewels a coupe with some specs Matching in the million dollar mansion With brans and it’s always love love Just bring your advancing Bottles from everywhere, hoes run up Niggas in tennis wear I’m finish the menace Get them yeah Yo, we in the cut… dogs on them Stay cocky, peace is real Yo, rocky! [Hook x4: A$AP Ferg & A$AP Rocky] King of New York with these underground killas Ride, ride, nigga fuck the niggas, nigga [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] My uncle Snoop told me keep the biscuit on me Said they got the scoop on me and they listen on me Plus my bougie ass neighbors keep the bitchin on me And the nosy bitch next door call the district on me And they snitching on me, self-esteem went missing on me Chip off my shoulder, you can get it off me But these bitches on me The other fucker got a prison story That mister reese just a missing story Listen wardy, I was on them bitches Pitching sipping, 40’s, Maury kicks and Norreys bitches All these shawties kissing shawties Keep division Brody, cold world, keep your mittens wordy Go hard but you kill them softly Pay attention Shawty Wonder why I call you bitch a Shawty The weight of the world gonna be tripping Shawty Just get your picking Shawty Hold your own, keep it pimping brody Same shit, just a different story [Hook x4: A$AP Ferg & A$AP Rocky] King of New York with these underground killas Ride, ride, nigga fuck the niggas, nigga [Verse 3: A$AP Ferg] King of New York in my hood we blow up houses Grenades look like quarter waters sitting on the counter Silence all you will encounter If you talking bout you badder Thuggin' Noise heating salad Gripping up banger give me Kelis Like pacs from the Waynes When I fire, switching lanes in the Porsche Gotta catch up to my tires Got cannons like Mariah, god damn it my Messiah Put them to rest in his pajamas Twin clips, pusha t, that’s for talking all that malice In your bitch, I’m a sneaker, she gon' need some new balance Got franklins like Aretha, see my money that be pilin’ And my money got teeth, you can see my money smiling [Hook x4: A$AP Ferg & A$AP Rocky] King of New York with these underground killas Ride, ride, nigga fuck the niggas, nigga From Letras Mania