N-Y-N-Y, 2-I-D-I N-Y-N-Y, 2-I-D-I I'm on it every time I come around Me, I keep my gun around, it's never on safety I'm on it, niggas knowin' I'm around Fuck around, it's goin' down, no ifs or maybes Run around the Rosie, pocket full of O's These niggas gettin' cake, man Fuck with the homies while I got it on me You'll get your bed break, man You niggas ain't seen shit yet One false move and I click-clack That ooh-wah bitch, I spit that That hard white, I flip that That bad bitch get my dick wet Damn, how hot can my shit get? Boy, get out the line, get your ass checked Got ten mil, my last check Bitch, stay with that cash check Diamonds on me, I flash that That Rari pedal, I mash that You pussy niggas, I laugh at That fuck shit, you fuck niggas Be doin' man, I'm past that Hood nigga down here on Wall Street My stock run across Nasday Girl, face of my timepiece Ridin' round with my grimeys These Brooklyn niggas so grimey I let em' hold the steel I tell em' shoot the kill I put Southside on my back I ain't talkin' bout no tech When I'm out of town, I hold it down I mean everywhere I'm at Every time I come around Me, I keep my gun around It's never on safety I'm on it Niggas knowin' I'm around Fuck around, it's goin' down No ifs or maybes, okay Run around the Rosie Pocket full of O's These niggas gettin' cake, man, yeah, okay Fuck with the homies While I got it on me You'll get your big freak, man All my niggas crazy, stupid, coo-coo Got a new screw, I might pew-pew with that tutu Them small bullets swim all through you My bitch come from Honolulu With that dope ball and a doo-doo Put it on a train and shoot you And the feds don't have a blue suit From Hanover, don't know voodoo But I sure know how to shoot you If I get caught, I don't boo-hoo I pick up the phone, call Boo-Boo He gon' bail me out in seconds Please don't let this rap shit fool you I send shooters to your home See, I don't need no songs to move you My gorilla's goin' ooh-ooh, boy Your family could lose you Put you in a box like new shoes Use a bitch, pull down your tutu When it come to gettin' money All I know is we need boo-coo Speakin' on me in my ride or game Know what we gon' do to you Every time I come around Me, I keep my gun around It's never on safety I'm on it Niggas knowin' I'm around Fuck around, it's goin' down No ifs or maybes, okay Ring around the Rosie Pocket full of O's These niggas gettin' cake, man Yeah, okay Well, fuck with the homies While I got it on me You'll get your big break, man