[Verse 1: Frenchie]

Every morning that I roll up, uh

I got scripts of the lean, motherfucker left, pour up, gun smoke

Smell it in the morning

Little nigga that'll wake you up, fuck yeah I'm dressing up

Got hands, I fuck you up

Living in New York, these niggas wanna be like us

Yankee hats forever, (we rock them) Yankee hats forever

(We got them) Yankee hats forever, (we rock them) Yankee hats forever

We got pills and rap, molly's got deals on that

Fifty-thousand in your bag, go see my build for that

Fuck y'all can see I'm high, and I'm fly

Valencia, shoe's on mine

? belt, somebody needa' call the pilot cause I'm way too fly

Riding in the 6 with the roof cut off

Phony French, you need to cut off

I ain't losing, nigga not at all

Running your mouth, you need to knock off

[Chorus: Frenchie]

You might catch me in Perfections, looking like a boss

Tell the waiter clear my section, come and wipe me off

Brooklyn I be gooned out, Queens got me hella' fly

Manhattan girls are like, welcome to N.Y

Yankee hats forever, (we rock them) Yankee hats forever

(We got them) Yankee hats forever, (we rock them) Yankee hats forever

Cold day out, but you know them niggas still outside

Ain't no place I'd hide, welcome to N.Y

[Verse 2: Joffy]

Uh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him, some

Three pounds of that sticky stuff, he want you some

Bitch, take your motherfucking clothes off let's have some fun, shit

I be looking that fly every time I walk by these hoes

Serving in the west, when you know that's a sign that I control

When I leave, still control

New York nigga till I get old

You never gon' shine, so stay in the dark

This nina', will hit you, and tear you apart

I light up the coupe, and knock out your neon

The beam on will hit you, before you can park

Fuck with a nigga, slide with a nigga

Let 'em know that I am a G, fuck with me

Henessy on the ? nigga, gotta get high, live nigga

You can see that I'm holding a little of spark

You playing the target, so here goes the dart

My Yankee cap on, you know I'm gon' floss

The people running the region, the top peeled off

[Chorus: Frenchie]

You might catch me in Perfections, looking like a boss

Tell the waiter clear my section, come and wipe me off

Brooklyn I be gooned out, Queens got me hella' fly

Manhattan girls are like, welcome to N.Y

Yankee hats forever, (we rock them) Yankee hats forever

(We got them) Yankee hats forever, (we rock them) Yankee hats forever

Cold day out, but you know them niggas still outside

Ain't no place I'd hide, welcome to N.Y