Released on June 10, 2022

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[Intro: Berto Rich]

You will see, you will see

You will see, you will see


[Verse 1: Prodigy]

I’m vicious than a pack of wolves

You not a lion, you just lyin'

I laugh right in front of you

Soft hands and a frozen heart

Callused thoughts it’s rough in New York

I piss E&J and shitted on your rap verse

I spit acid, these niggas the worst

Baby, I done told you, now you see for yourself

They not really monsters, they Scooby-Doo villains

Chill, uh, baby want a gangsta, huh

She had enough with the punk shit, she grew up

She acquired the taste for the thugs up in New York

Attracted to the danger, the rush of the street life

Really we all want love, don’t let your pride get it away and screw all up

Baby, your love is my drug

My lady Heroine, I can't get enough


[Chorus: Prodigy]

First time for everything, get your cherry popped

Make a mess of your fresh, yeah, you better stop

Talking all that Jazz, yeah, you very high

I will crash your face with the Henny Rock

Now he pullin' glass out his mouth

And we rollin' up more fire, it never stop

We Clarence and Alabama, the 2017 Mickey and Mallory Knox


[Verse 2: Prodigy]

And we so high as fuck, this must be Heaven

Right here in Queens New York, sittin' on the steps with a bottle

That's where the magic take place

She touch me, I couldn't take the smile off my face

Till the rollers rolled up, they was starin' all hard

Tryin' to ruin the mood, get the fuck up out the yard

We gettin' real real nice over here

Super shootin' stars, get it poppin' no fear

My serpent in a dress, Legendary fresh (Uh, yes)

Military sex, diamond in the flesh

She is a weapon, and she is the atomic bomb

My right hand, my firearm remain calm

Look, if rap was liquor, I'd be the hard stuff

155 proof, that good Barbados Rum

Yeah, if rap was a gun, I'd be the. 35 Long

And if life was music, I'd be a dope rap song


[Chorus: Prodigy]

First time for everything, get your cherry popped

Make a mess of your fresh, yeah, you better stop

Talking all that Jazz, yeah, you very high

I will crash your face with the Henny Rock

Now he pullin' glass out his mouth

And we rollin' up more fire, it never stop

We Clarence and Alabama, the 2017 Mickey and Mallory Knox


[Outro: Berto Rich]

You will see, you will see

Uh, alright

Say you'll see