Lower East Side, Pt. 2

Bitch
You act like a bitch
You worried about all the wrong shit

I don't care if I'm fuckin' on your old chick
Difference is I get the bag with the bitch

Difference is I'm poppin' tags with the bitch
Difference is she said I got a big dick

Difference is AfterParty on the beat
And now all these bitches just wanna meet

Got a bitch on the Lower East Side like Basquiat
She run her hands through my dread locks

Paint her face while we watching Boondocks
Bumpin this down the BQE

I'm a Brooklyn boy, negus can't you see
Why you tryna' ride the wave like us?

Bitch negus ain't gettin' paid like us
Stack 10k before I buss, step into the game wit' all this guss

Hoodrich negus, shoutout to Keem
I step through yah bitch eyes on my jeans

Put seven inches inside of her spleen
Slim chick yeah my bitch is too mean

You know its all about the little things
Pour a little four up in my soda

Roll me up a little marijuana
Takin trips where there's no Geo-filters

On the plane eating gefilte fish
Bitch negus this be that Culture Fix

Get hammered if you try to vulture this
Just a street negus tryna go corporate

G.F.S be the conglomerate
Funk master flex gone have to drop a bomb on this

I'm a terrorist smoking bomb shit
Blue Dreams for my conscience, Hennessy for my side bitch

When she drunk she know how to ride dick
She a freak so I'm comin' inside her

She came to fuck with a rasta
Follow my footprints I'm eating that Pasta

Flippin them packs not fuckin wit' imposters
I ain't the first to do this I pay homage

Stack up my cheese like Wallace and Gromit
Stay wit the Heat I be on my Chris Bosh shit

Imma Black Star like Talib Kweli, Mos Def-finitely
OV OG he ain't smokin' on greens

Loud as fuck through New York wit the team
All on Utica wit' da' M6 Beam, GLE down Fulton street

X6 down that Gates block, hit my Milly Rock when I'm on any block
Dress up my bitch in some Louboutins

She killing the pavement, my countess
Drink her like a water fountain

Then she climb me like a mountain
She love me in this Bathing Ape shit (Uh)

I might make the bitch my accountant (Uh)
I love the way she lick her fingers when she counting

Grab her titties when she bouncing (Uh)
She rolling the weed with her lipstick on

She ain't getting none on my backwoods (Uh)
Yeah little shawty is a trap bitch

Might grab the .45 might clap shit (Uh)
She work on the Lower East Side

But you know little mama from Brownsville (Huh, Right)
Yeah I said lil' mama from Brownsville

She got a dirty mouth and the cat real
Pick her up from the projects in the Jeep truck

Chillin' wit some ballas' now yah friends wanna meet up
Bags in, bags out, now I gotta re-up

Bankroll, Bankroll, R.I.P. Bankroll
Nuttin' but blue hundreds in my fuckin' bankroll

B.I.G, B.I.G, R.I.P. B.I.G
Grew up four blocks from Biggie no you can't stop me

I was next to Cease, blowin on some trees
He ain't notice me, I was young as shit

Little Brooklyn negus always in some shit
Fights in park, shootouts after dark

I was drawing skully courts wit the chalk
While they rapped another negus in some chalk

Black boy hit the gate, another dog bark
That was before all the hipster shit

Back when the homies would rob a hipster kid
Now gay negus kissing on Franklin Ave

Fuckin' Starbucks on Franklin Ave
Miss my folk negus on Franklin Ave

Back when you was scared to go on Franklin Ave
They done locked up the gangsters the hood is trash

Got my shit lookin' like the Lower East Side
Stuyvesant Heights? Negus nice try

This Bed-Stuy, still do or die
Still crack vials, still crack heads

Still prostitutes, another negus dead
Now they movin' molly, I don't fuck wit' that

Bunch of scammer negus always tryna' flex
That shit don't fly, your pieces never hit

You ain't on shit, you act like a bitch
You worried about all the wrong shit

I don't care if Im fuckin' on your old chick
Difference is I get the bag wit' the bitch

Difference is I'm poppin' tags wit' da' bitch
Difference is she said I got a big dick

Difference is AfterParty on the beat
And now all these bitches just wanna meet