[Lyric] BKNY (Fat Tony)

[Fat Tony]
I'm Mr. Mother Fucking like eXquire
Hold up, hold on, pipe down, I'm on the phone with National Enquirer
And the intern inquired, is she really my girlfriend?
Is my album gon' be weird? And how much money have I acquired
I told her, "I can answer anything you desire"
She said we can't be getting freaky or she'll be fired
But I was an artist running like Forrest in the forest that she admired
She told me to meet her in Bed-Stuy
On Friday round a quarter to 5:00pm
I could barely get a break in them thighs
Yeah, we on the creep, R.I.P. Left Eye
I ain't R. Kelly, but I'm thinking Kelly got that vibe
I pushed my pride aside to slide inside til she tired
Been in it for so long I might retire
Rode her like a carnival, read the article, said I was fire

I ain't from there but I come there and I fuck a girl in Crown Heights
I ain't from there but I come there, ain't afraid to walk around at night
I'm in Bed-Stuy with a red eye, I'm the shit in Bushwick
Blowing kush in Flatbush, Brooklyn!
[Old Money]
Altantic ave, I'm dolla van
I'm Fulton Mall, I'm down at BAM
I'm Lafayette, I'm Utica
I'm Malcolm X, I'm Nostrand Ave
I'm Empire meet Remsen Ave
I'm Flatbush @ Farragut
I'm Kings Highway, Prospect Park
Linden Boulevard
I'm Brooklyn Bowl, I'm Southpaw
I'm Glasslands, I'm Union Hall
I'm Golden Crust, Crown Fried
Bed-Stuy gentrified
I'm Pitkin Ave @ Rockaway
I'm museum first Saturdays
I'm the Parkway on Labor Day
I'm "yo son, BK!"
Holla, hold on hold on hold yow
Pahtee dun, babylon dem a show up yow
Church Ave, jerk chicken barrel smoke
Girls got the attitudes for reasons that we'll never knooooow
.......Camera towers eher'where
Pot holes in the road make your tires disappear
See the block, see it black, you gone see cops
Thats unless its a time when you need the cops
I need to stop, hop to the roti shop
Ali's - for them doubles and some sour sop
Leaving, gypsy cab holla back
Only go a block and half, charge yo ass 3 stacks for that
Papi bodega got that face lift
But you go inside, it's still the same shit
All day, ehhh day, that's what we say
Liquor store corner store liquor store, BK!
[Fat Tony]
I ain't from there but I come there and I fuck a girl in Crown Heights
I ain't from there but I come there, ain't afraid to walk around at night
I'm in Bed-Stuy with a red eye, I'm the shit in Bushwick
Blowing kush in Flatbush, Brooklyn!

Hey Abby in Williamsburg, I know me and my friends get up on your nerves
But thanks for letting us stay, I appreciate it til this day
And Danielle in Bushwick, you really are my heart, shit
I wanna give back what you gave but I'mma be here til your grave
I'm on the rooftop, barbecuing with Shaka Groovin'
AKA Tom Cruz, got the paparazzi pursuing
And they wanna see all of our activities
They wanna photograph all of our extremities
In my mind, I'm kind of akin to Socrates
On these B's, I'm sort of like Hercules
Cause I be handling, traveling, on or off the court
Especially when I be off in the New York

I ain't from there but I come there and I fuck a girl in Crown Heights
I ain't from there but I come there, ain't afraid to walk around at night
I'm in Bed-Stuy with a red eye, I'm the shit in Bushwick
Blowing kush in Flatbush, Brooklyn!