Songwriter: DJ Drama Anik Khan
Producer: Mr. Incredible
[Intro: DJ Drama & (Anik Khan)]
The Cannon (uh uh, Dem Gyat)
Shout to the whole Complex network (Uh uh)
The Adult Swim Family (Uh uh)
We got one
[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
Dem Gyat, They love me
They stare, They want it
Bad Man, She burn it
No Lie, 100
My watch is foreign
That cloth, It's foreign
Oh Allah, I'm stuntin'
But don't ask me where I got it
[Chorus: Anik Khan]
Don't ask me where I got it
Yeaeayeah
Don't ask me where I got it
Ah-ah
Don't ask me where I got it
Brrrrrrrr
[Verse 1: Anik Khan]
Bitch I'm with wildfire, meet ya
We stay rile while creepin'
Women Jah like zenu
What these bars, gon' teach ya
High Life Schemin'
Shippin' Mas Tahiqan
Bumpin' that Durrani Jinx
Got me some fine ass nieces
Hey that Aunt should bring a friend
And watch me swing in through for tea time (wavy)
Call that her and me time (wavy)
That she'd never deny (wavy)
Crossin what you see now
Fuck around until you senile
Hit her once and never look back
Bitch I don't know how to rebound
They still yo against the whack
Yell that post-it by the C-Town
Sayin time an time again
Like I'm in motherfuckin D-Town
My city call the shots
But if she miss, I'll catch the rebound
I love Brooklyn, Harlem, Bronx
But I'm always gon be Queen's bound
You see this garment from Morocco
This shal is from my Mama
Look like me rockin shit like this
And never be a problem
They ask me where I got it
I tell them from my closet
But I bought them all
That's my promise
(What me say?)
[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Bridge]
Hey, What you mean?
You don't know about me?
You must not be up in the scene
Well I wear my ting
And we on these streets
You see the green, the vaseline
Bitch, I got more than what you need
So don't make this deep
(This shit ain't deep)
[Verse 2]
Look I'm real foreign, I ride for it
Bangladesh on my back for it
Don't ask me how I act foreign
Look at me, I'm that foreign
Bitch I am Prince, Czar, King in America
I send Instagram pictures to my Aunty tho
Stunt 101 (ho), Stunt 101
All fair in love and war
And I'm a son of a gun
See them gal, they know me well
If I'm lyin', I'm dyin
You don't know well that's okay
As long as you prettier than Naya
[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Outro: Vocalizing]
Aaaah
Aaaah
The Cannon (uh uh, Dem Gyat)
Shout to the whole Complex network (Uh uh)
The Adult Swim Family (Uh uh)
We got one
[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
Dem Gyat, They love me
They stare, They want it
Bad Man, She burn it
No Lie, 100
My watch is foreign
That cloth, It's foreign
Oh Allah, I'm stuntin'
But don't ask me where I got it
[Chorus: Anik Khan]
Don't ask me where I got it
Yeaeayeah
Don't ask me where I got it
Ah-ah
Don't ask me where I got it
Brrrrrrrr
[Verse 1: Anik Khan]
Bitch I'm with wildfire, meet ya
We stay rile while creepin'
Women Jah like zenu
What these bars, gon' teach ya
High Life Schemin'
Shippin' Mas Tahiqan
Bumpin' that Durrani Jinx
Got me some fine ass nieces
Hey that Aunt should bring a friend
And watch me swing in through for tea time (wavy)
Call that her and me time (wavy)
That she'd never deny (wavy)
Crossin what you see now
Fuck around until you senile
Hit her once and never look back
Bitch I don't know how to rebound
They still yo against the whack
Yell that post-it by the C-Town
Sayin time an time again
Like I'm in motherfuckin D-Town
My city call the shots
But if she miss, I'll catch the rebound
I love Brooklyn, Harlem, Bronx
But I'm always gon be Queen's bound
You see this garment from Morocco
This shal is from my Mama
Look like me rockin shit like this
And never be a problem
They ask me where I got it
I tell them from my closet
But I bought them all
That's my promise
(What me say?)
[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Bridge]
Hey, What you mean?
You don't know about me?
You must not be up in the scene
Well I wear my ting
And we on these streets
You see the green, the vaseline
Bitch, I got more than what you need
So don't make this deep
(This shit ain't deep)
[Verse 2]
Look I'm real foreign, I ride for it
Bangladesh on my back for it
Don't ask me how I act foreign
Look at me, I'm that foreign
Bitch I am Prince, Czar, King in America
I send Instagram pictures to my Aunty tho
Stunt 101 (ho), Stunt 101
All fair in love and war
And I'm a son of a gun
See them gal, they know me well
If I'm lyin', I'm dyin
You don't know well that's okay
As long as you prettier than Naya
[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Chorus: Anik Khan]
[Outro: Vocalizing]
Aaaah
Aaaah