YKTV Nas (Ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie & YG)

[Intro: Jaboody Dubs]
Oh, yeah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say all that
I should've opened with a reading of the scripture
From the Book of Popoff (Hit-Boy)

[Chorus: Nas]
Every time I pop out, it pop off (Pop off)
YKTV, got the top off (Top off)
Private estate, I'm a mob boss (Mob boss)
Every time I pop out, it pop off (YKTV)

[Verse 1: Nas]
God's Son, they call me Son, ain't no sonnin' me
Ran a hundred M's, bitch, I'm running things
Paper, power, pussy, that should come in threes
What you think, I owe you somethin' girl for fuckin' me?
Imagine Lil Uzi on a Preemo beat
Imagine N-A-S on a Migo beat
Hip-hop culture, Henny on coasters
Watching hundred inch screens, see who sittin' with Oprah
Black Phantoms, women comin' in tandems
Bags are Lanvin, she prayin' she don't get abandoned
Bag big from layin' thеse ad-libs
My photo the Jordan logo for this rap shit
Oculus VR, that's how I see shit
I can't let you drivе the boat if you get seasick
Draped in all red, she thought I was Whoopty
4 A.M., still goin', I'm not even whoozy
Let your friends catch a ride, whip only got two seats
Slip and slide through Miami, she got on a two-piece
I'm on her body, she a homebody
Hope them killers don't catch no bodies