Connie's Son - Westside Gunn

Fuckin' King of New York, fuck nigga

Ayo

Ayo, teacher kept Burberry alive

Why your bitch starin' at my neck like that?

Now she blind (Blind)

Whipped the whole brick by design

Fiend fell out, splash water on him, he’ll be fine (Fine)

Ayo, just do the tests, I don’t need no introduction (Ah)

Made at least a half a mil' ridin' mega buses

Clarity, the dollar gave her two, now she want five

MAC 12, MAC 13, you niggas know the vibes (Brr)

Steak Porter size, through the Hells up too much, Rolls (Ah)

Seen Pac at the corner store tryna sell a stove

The cherry GT with the wing (Ah), nigga, there I go

The Almighty, my only friends on the VLONE, Dior gloves, baggin'

At night in Dior sunglasses, the ratchet in the Mackage

Shots out the Maybach, caught them niggas lackin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,

boom, boom, boom, boom)

Hand scales works well, the soda doin' magic