[Intro]
Yeah, aye
We came, fuck it

[Hook]
This a goofy white boy with the blonde hair
I done paid my dues, I won't lose, I belong here
Got a bad thing out in Montclair with long hair
Presence of a king, but, nah, there ain't LeBron here
Yeah
'Bout to take this bitch like it's Con Air
Never had shit, now it's lobster with the Sancerre, ooh
Why you runnin' lips like you on air?
Ooh, you just some software
Your girl say, I'm the hardware

[Verse]
Now I got the juice like Tropicana
I ain't ever gonna lose, fuck the propaganda
I been poppin' my shit, I ain't got no mannеrs
I been destined for the Bigs likе I played for Bama

It's a full circle moment like a panorama
Got the hand, I was dealt, now I'm D.J. Tanner
Ooh, she like it slow, like my dick mixed with Fanta, aye
I just want the doe, y'all can have the glitz and glamour, aye
Graveyard Shift in Harlem, that was 10 to 8
With the 2 Bros. Pizzas sitting on my dinner plate (Aye)
Got it all poppin' just down the interstate, eh
Now we really locked in, and my girl a pin-up, aye (Aye)

Like, what up, though?
Y'all turned me cutthroat
I was a nice boy, now I say, fuck hoes
With the utmost, type of gusto
Smoking a Viceroy, pissy drunk on Ludlow

All I ever knew was just to hustle
Touchdown LAX, get that double-double
When the haters see me, yeah, they do the truffle shuffle
Imma star, motherfucker, nah, you don't need the Hubble

[Break]
Ooh
Spicy

[Hook]
This a goofy white boy with the blonde hair
I done paid my dues, I won't lose, I belong here
Got a bad thing out in Montclair with long hair
Presence of a king, but, nah, there ain't Lebron here
Yeah
'Bout to take this bitch like it's Con Air
Never had shit, now it's lobster with the Sancerre, ooh
Why you runnin' lips like you on air?
Ooh, you just some software
Your girl say, I'm the hardware
[Outro]
Bro, uh, I-I am, I'm from New York
You're from New York
Dude, a-actually, n***a, you're not from New York