96 Knicks

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Lets begin Lyrical exercise without a pen Iceberg fit, I'm fittest to win a photographer's Achilles The illest to live in your lens Sixteens filled 'em with gems Big heart give a limb to my friends, give a life to my kids Look at my daughter's eyes twice, I'mma live For her, I just melt like ice in the fridge In this triflin' biz, I'mma protect mines, make sure the rifle is hid In case you roll a dice in this bitch, it's my house Rap niggas bitches really don't make me go ike in the crib My life full of highlights you would lie to relive 96 crystal No cups, me and homie pass the bottle back and forth like kiss styles Retro New Yorker, attitude Chris Childs And Kobe at the garden 7 series play, just flipped me a foreign Broke business boy you talkin for it Big wire transfer it hit in the morning [Chorus: Smoke DZA] Uh, 96 crystal Retro New Yorker attitude Chris Childs Penthouse vibes with my rich pals, switch crowds 96 crystal Retro New Yorker attitude Chris Childs Penthouse vibes with my rich pals, switch crowds [Verse 2: Dave East] I bought a Filippe just to Patek it We livin' reckless Powder all over the table bitches is baggin' up naked That's your strip, why you neglect it Glock, I'd rather tech it Mortal Kombat but I still got the same attitude as Tekken Blood clot, me and my youth, Jamaican food on top the dresser Military rifles, 80 shots in it, designer weapons Gloves on so ain't no fresh prince, I am legend You confusing all your folks with your views you Kanye West'in Retro New Yorker, my attitude Bernard King Might spend the night in Flatbush with my yard ting I'm dirty but my car clean DZA, this shit give me Wu vibes, you know, chef RZA U-God, Ghostface Killa Liquid Swords, GZA Phone tapped, please don't pick up Peanut butter guts Exterior as white as the coke you sellin' they on to us Syringes left me spooked, I never liked needles Favorite movie Poltergeist, I like evil I hope they make the right sequel Life style wild the way we livin', might make your wife leave you Your number cheap but here take my number, I might need you I'm sick, I'm addicted to dead white people Watch your body, nobody playin fair, don't let life cheat you [Chorus: Smoke DZA] Uh, 96 crystal Retro New Yorker attitude Chris Childs Penthouse vibes with my rich pals, switch crowds 96 crystal Retro New Yorker attitude Chris Childs Penthouse vibes with my rich pals, switch crowds