NYC

[Chorus: Xavier Weeks]
She from the beach, but she in love with New York City
Walk inside a Prada store, spend a cool ten-fifty
If you wanna change your life, best advice, go get rich
Cause she don’t do much, she just with me, she in the stu', sittin’ pretty

[Verse 1: Xavier Weeks]
I been, just wilin’ out
I don’t know, like, what’s up with me?
Like, will we make it out?
Like I don’t know, it’s fifty-fifty
When I was in Cali, she had it down with no one, fuckin’ with me
Like, yes I’m no one, I don’t think nobody fuckin’ with me

[Verse 2: Xavier Weeks]
In Kyoto
Jacket is a moto
They sayin’ my name, guess it’s time for some promo
She got in some ass, but her face is a momo
Hoppin’ out the vehicle, flexin’ the Kokomo

[Verse 3: Xavier Weeks]
I don’t even know like what to do
Can’t escape the thought of losing you
Everything I did, I had to do
[?] I’m in the black car, swipin’ black cops
And I’m swervin’ in the Hellcat, rockin’ Hellstar
Everytime I gave ‘em the chills, they take it too far
You askin’ for this, [?], I know what you are

[Chorus: Xavier Weeks]
She from the beach, but she in love with New York City
Walk inside a Prada store, spend a cool ten-fifty
If you wanna change your life, best advice, get it with me
She don’t do much, she just with me, she in the stu', sittin’ pretty

[Verse 4: Koi]
Yeah
Been on a mission, yeah
Feel like I went missin’, I know
I got too much ambition, I can’t be sittin’ alone in this kitchen, with you, all night
You know how this shit evolve, right?
One day you love me, next day, I can’t even get a fucking call right?
Hunnid G’s, spend it all on Chanel
Whatchu need? Baby, a little bit of help
I stay at the win, I can’t fail
I got a lot in the mail
I said a lot, but I got a lot more to say
Buy a lil’ flight, it ain’t too much to coordinate
Ion get stressed when I think ‘bout the ville
Ion get stressed when I think ‘bout the bill

[Verse 5: Koi]
She got some work done, I can’t tell
Find your person, bitch, who else?
Might buy a Birkin for myself
Feel like I deserve it
I'ma get back, ain’t no worry
I got too high, last shit been blurry
I stay at the win, ion know how to fail
Back in the city, ion know how to feel

[Chorus: Xavier Weeks]
She from the beach, but she in love with New York City
Walk inside a Prada store, spend a cool ten-fifty
If you wanna change your life, best advice, get it with me
She don’t do much, she just with me, she in the stu', sittin’ pretty