Lyrics
Just landed in Brooklyn
Went to the hood for some bop (bop)
Just landed in Brooklyn
Like-like damn (damn), I'm on my villager tip (on my villager)
Bro-bro came through with that fire, like he came with a literal stick (grrah)
Black tea, takin' Hennessy sips, wit' a rake in my grip in place of a blick
Yo, yo, KR, I heard the hood need a Rush Hour 6
Say less 'cause I just landed in (damn)
Just landed in Brooklyn, huh (just landed in), went to the hood for some bop (I need some bop)
Shawty said she from Bushwick, but she on Penn Ave givin' top, like
She hoppin' on villager dick, she swallow my kids off the wok, wait
I just landed in the hood (shh), finna smoke me a fresh pack of opps
No, I don't wanna talk (I don't wanna talk)
I already connected the dots (bitch)
****, this is my lifestyle (yes, lifestyle)
They do this shit for the plot (hol' on, hol' on)
Like, we ain't got drums like Popeyes
He think I'm pushy, he gonna get popped, yes
Do a hit and get low on the bops (bitch)
Free Sheik, he was lettin' it
Oh my, oh my God
Hennessy gave me different intentions (like, damn)
I-I wanna get in her draws
What does it take to get dressed for attention? (Like damn, what the fuck?)
Fuck it, I go to her friend (what the)
Ain't mean to fuck up the friendship (like damn, what the fuck?)
She keep askin' me what we gon' be (I don't know)
Look around as if I had dementia (like damn)
Just landed in Brownsville, just stole some shit from the opp (yes)
I do not care about an opp (yes), walk around, face out when I'm on any block (yes)
Send 'em all the way up, Remy Ma (yes)
Shit can get sticky with me anytime (like damn, yes)
Khan, Khan, Khan, with this .30, I'm stuffin' his (damn)
So they wanna know what I'm on?
Bet, this why they callin' me Khan
On a block, outside with a jawn
Shawty gon' front like she don't know the song
Me-me and KR on a two-man, double assist, like we Lin and LeBron
He came with a brown skin baddie, told me, "Lock in", I walked out with Mulan
Watch out, we in the spot, we gon' pop out and switch up the flow, y'all fleas get swapped out
Most y'all lames most likely be bought out
But y'all the same ones jackin', you won't flip-flop 'round
Way y'all been meat ridin' me, got me thinkin' y'all got PhD's from my cock in yo' mouth
Like, bitch, suck my dick
Class in session, I ain't plannin' to drop out
Wait (wait) just landed in Brooklyn, huh (grrah), went to the hood for some bop (bop)
Shawty said she from Bushwick, but she on Penn Ave givin' top like (like)
She hoppin' on villager dick, she swallow my kids off the wok, wait
I just landed in the hood (shh)
Finna smoke me a fresh pack of opps
Written by: Anthony Zhang, Max Guerts, Olatunde Fasheun