Broadway Joes Westside Gunn

[Intro]
The new king of New York, nigga
Yo

[Verse 1]
Ayo, don't try me, the Cartiers came out in '90
Find me in the cocaine spot lookin' icy (Ah)
Connects know me on the first name basis
I'm lookin' tasteless, Chanel off the runway, you on the waiting list
Patience, hand-in-handin' on the avenue
The almighty, I had my lil' niggas clap at you (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
These niggas not impressive at all, I barely noticed them
Your bricks cheaper 'cause you put too much soda in 'em
They had me shackled all the way to CC in Youngstown
Fast forward, I got the Audemar P bustdown (P)
Your shit bored, I'm goin' on the fifth floor (Skrt)
Nigga found a vein in his thighs and started snorin'
Wake up every mornin', thank Allah, thank Allah
Fuck breakfast, get the soda in the mayo jar (In the mayo jar)

[Chorus]
Shooter got yayo all in his face (Got it all over his face)
(It's fuck these niggas, Lord)
All I gotta do is say the word (All I gotta do is say the word)
(Brr, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, I'm the fuckin' king of New York, nigga, brr, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Shooter got yayo all in his face (All over his face)
(Give a fuck about none of these niggas)
All I gotta do is say the word (All I gotta do is say the word)
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, rest in peace ChineGun Black, brr, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)