Lyrics

[Verse 1]
On the way to New York with the pack on me
Baby, keep it real, don't slack on me
Eighty-five ones, throw it back on me, ooh
Throw it back
They gon' go broke tryna keep up
The way that she suck me, gotta keep up
Sippin' on this drink, it's 'bout to creep up
Fuckin' with them goofies, gotta leave her
[Verse 2]
Smell like pound when I land
Picture me countin' up them bands
Rockin' outcha bae, uh, I'ma kill my dance
I'ma kill my dance
Watch the way you talk to a boss now, I'm serious
Hit it from the back, she can't walk now
Diamonds skatin', yeah, Tony Hawk now
Fuck with a hater, gotta think now
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm in Japan, okay, yeah, with the bag on me
On the way to Brazil with the racks on me
Bought all the clothes, got the tags on me
Fuck a hater, okay yeah, yeah, we mad, homie
We in Celine, uh, put your team on
Got a new one, yeah, put the queen on
Keep your denim on point, boy, where you from?
All across the damn world with my day ones
Tryna keep it fuckin' real, you movin' shady, huh?
Brown seats, ooh, yeah, extra gravy, huh?
T always like your man Grady, huh
Just remember they gon' always try to play ya, huh
[Verse 4]
On the way to New York with the pack on me
Baby, keep it real, don't slack on me
Eighty-five ones, throw it back on me, ooh
Throw it back
They gon' go broke tryna keep up
The way that she suck me, gotta keep up
Sippin' on this drink, it's 'bout to creep up
Fuckin' with them goofies, gotta leave her
[Verse 5]
Smell like pound when I land
Picture me countin' up them bands
Rockin' outcha bae, uh, I'ma kill my dance
I'ma kill my dance
Watch the way you talk to a boss now, I'm serious
Hit it from the back, she can't walk now
Diamonds skatin', yeah, Tony Hawk now
Fuck with a hater, gotta think now
Written by: Malcolm Jamaal Davis
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