They Talking About

Going to Manhattan is not coming to New York you went to Manhatten period
Where'd you go when you came to New York

What's hot on the scene
Is Ecelugich and Stillgetpaid
What else is foreseen
Silly scammers with fluorine

What that's you holding up
With them jeans
Baby look so clean
She's a current model
Go ahead and spin the bottle
Lyrics are written well like a novel
From night to daybreak
Oh for god sake
She got what it takes
She stays on the scene
Form top to bottom
Her presence can't be forgetting
Known for keeping it clean in the rotting apple
She's at every wake
Give me a sign
Drop the top when it's a problem
Ok
Those grades never stop them
Had a 760 credits score
While living on the floor
Rose well cause She was giving chores
I could pay anything
Back in my dreams for sure
I'm not next to a whore
So of course I sleep well
Check my Work force cell
Your pc was just a dell
You was never back in my dreams
You lacking to see

Your best nights
Nothing was put to the side, oh well
I told you bout them rainy days
Wasn't no lie oh well
You thought it was oh well
Now look to your side
Who's there to ride
A Uber ride?
Oh
It's not like a Jordan fade away
Or suicide!
This is a field day
Been nice before the doorway

You don't need knowledge to know dance to shots
I'll hit your Tick tock
Imma take us off the block
Right across the streets from where the car was docked
Uhh
Had them shooters aiming at livestock
Put your money up
I told them before gridlock
Scary like Hitchcock
I got film stock
Him not me!
Him simp he shall always be
Nothing comes from nothing
I gotta have
Something from something
Nigga are you stupid
My money going up up up up
My money up



Credits
Writer(s): Croesus Ecelugich
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