Byron

[Intro]
What we doin' in Coney Island, Khalid?
Real shit, we keep it real
Fuck ya life! Bing bong

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, raisin' the price of the gas like Byron
My boys in the street, y'ain't know that they wildin'
Baby, I miss you, come to Coney Island
Hey, hey, baby
Wait, let me take you to dinner
See that he fake, yeah, I know he a pretender
I'm really winnin', you not a contender
I'm [?] my chicken, ain't talkin' 'bout tender
Breath of a president push the agenda
I'm in her throat to avoid a placenta
[?], you fakin' a [?]
Pray to Allah, I'm still a sinner
I'm like Voilà, now your chain is missin'
Nevermind you can have it, it don't even glisten
When you drop some music, they don't even listen

[Interlude]
Ayo, we got Byren's car wash live from Coney Island
Are you vaccinated? Yes sir
I was feelin' thirsty, yo' mom gave me a gallon of Henny to quench that, you hear'?
He had too many shots
You want a shot? (Oh)

[Verse 2]
Oh, you want a shot? (Glrrrah), well, lil' bitch, we're handin' 'em out
When I'm steppin' out, they got cameras out
I'm moppin' 'em up like a janitor now
[?] her jaw, I damage her mouth
You can get hit just for standin' around
Shoot at their bullets, gon' stand on a mound
I got anxiety, don't stand in crowds
You'll lose your best shit against my worst
I'm sippin' on Hen', it's quenchin' my thirst
Hit a lick on a granny, I'm sellin' her purse
I need me a bow if you want you a verse
One leg in the air, I hit her like Dirk

[Interlude]
Ayo, Ariana Grande, wassup mamá?
Come to Coney Island, take a spin on the Cyclone (Yurr)
I miss you

[Verse 3]
Baby, come back, I miss you
Uncy got dog, I ain't talkin' 'bout Shih Tzu
Check cold as fuck, got this bitch out a igloo
Can't leave the house 'less I'm packin' a pistol
I'm the number one pick, you are a [?]
Got D for these bitches like Davion Mitchell
I'm really sick in this bitch, need a tissue
She wanna fuck, [?] tell her to [?]
Yeah, bitch
And he did it with the yellow foams on
Got a cold heart, I got Chrome on
Beat her up 'cause this bitch put my song on
You a dick rider, you need some pom-poms
And your bitch hit me up for some long dong
I be kickin' shit like we in Hong Kong
Take a hit from that motherfuckin' [?]
[*Wheezes*] Shit, damn, that bitch hittin' for real
I'm a big ticket, worth more than a mill'
Smokin' on Diesel, ain't talkin' Shaquille

[Outro]
What do you want to tell Joe Byron right now
Wassup, baby? Take me out to dinner
Ayo