[Intro: NYCDom]
Imma re-record that
Gang gang gang nigga
I'm in the booth you feel me
My hair getting fucked up from this fucking headphone and shit
I don't really care, it's iight tho (I'm back in New York)
My boy Sixty killed this shit
Uh huh, uh huh
If they thinking I'm innocent, nigga they wrong
I just don't rap what I'm doing in songs nigga
[Hook 1: NYCDom & AceTheArtist]
If they thinking I'm innocent, nigga they wrong
I just don't rap what I'm doing in songs
Let off some shots cuz the clip was too long
I'm boutta spin she wanna come along
Fuck that
Imma do it alone
She tryna fuck she bumping all my songs
She got too nervous I said where I'm from
This side too dangerous, bitch are you dumb?
I told baby to chill
Shawty keep grabbing on me, she gon act up on me, what's the deal
Niggas keep talking, they could meet the steel
He got hit ain't got no time to hеal
These niggas is food I'm cooking up the mеal
Pay attention and feel what I feel
All my niggas go in for the kill like, you don't know how it feel
[Verse 1: NYCDom]
You don't know how it feel
Jacking they spinning, we spinning for real
Seen a lot of shit just playing the field
Henny on henny, she know what's the deal
I'm tryna get litt but I don't wanna chill
If they wanna link up then they losing they mind (Dickhead)
I think I'm in my prime
A couple of brims, a couple of limes
Don't get it confused, play the block all the time
I know I make her too nervous
But she love how I'm toxic on purpose
I was in DR and I was still purging
In the trenches where shit was too urgent
She said I'm soft, said you really sound dumb (Are you dumb?)
Your friend know bout how much I put work in
They start ducking or they start to run
Any whip inna Beamer, Lexus, Tesla, Burban
[Hook 2: NYCDom & AceTheArtist]
If they thinking I'm innocent, nigga they wrong
I just don't rap what I'm doing in songs
Let off some shots cuz the clip was too long
I'm boutta spin she wanna come along
Fuck that
Imma do it alone
She tryna fuck she bumping all my songs
She got too nervous I said where I'm from
This side too dangerous, bitch are you dumb?
I told baby get back
She keep feeling up on me, she know what I got in my lap
Oh it's like that?
Niggas talk all that talk but he ran and got hit in his back
It's a new pack
Better duck, better run cuz you best believe I will not lack
I just been lurking and purging
And best believe this shit get deeper than rap
[Verse 2: AceTheArtist]
They gon keep talking for what?
Lil bro ran up and got hit in his gut
Always on timing niggas know wassup
And if he got a problem, we gon hit em up
They thinking I'm innocent, nigga they wrong
Pop out, two shots, and I do it alone
Money been calling I pick up the phone
Lately I been focused I been in my zone
They thinking I'm innocent, nigga they wrong
Got a problem just tell me what's wrong
You wanna fight? Nigga let's get it on
I'm ya opp but you bumping my songs
Like fuck that
She gon tag along
She wanna fuck, yeah she bumping my songs
She got too nervous I said where I'm from
She know I'm dangerous, bitch are you dumb?
[Hook 3: NYCDom]
If they thinking I'm innocent, nigga they wrong
I just don't rap what I'm doing in songs
Let off some shots cuz the clip was too long
I'm boutta spin she wanna come along
Fuck that
Imma do it alone
She tryna fuck she bumping all my songs
She got too nervous I said where I'm from
This side too dangerous, bitch are you dumb?
[Outro: NYCDom & AceTheArtist]
I told baby to chill
Shawty keep grabbing on me, she gon act up on me, what's the deal
Niggas keep talking, they could meet the steel
He got hit ain't got no time to heal
These niggas is food I'm cooking up the meal
Pay attention and feel what I feel
All my niggas go in for the kill like, you don't know how it feel
I told baby get back
She keep feeling up on me, she know what I got in my lap
Oh it's like that?
Niggas talk all that talk but he ran and got hit in his back
It's a new pack
Better duck, better run cuz you best believe I will not lack
I just been lurking and purging
And best believe this shit get deeper than rap
