This track offers a glimpse into the lavish lifestyle and personal preferences of the artists. They express their taste for women, with specific physical attributes, paralleled with their love for wealth and status. The lyrics also touch on the challenges they face, such as false rumors and disloyalty. The repeated line "I'm the king of New York, Melo" suggests a claim to dominance in their field, referencing NBA player Carmelo Anthony who once played for the New York Knicks. The song is an assertion of their success despite adversity, while also paying homage to Pop Smoke's European heritage with references to Ginóbili, an Argentine-Italian NBA player. #LuxuryLifestyle #OvercomingAdversity
Hello
Lyrics
(Rico's going crazy again)
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (Uh?)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
(CashMoney, CashMoney)
Look, look (AP)
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Euro boy, Ginóbili
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Euro boy, Ginóbili
I been so gone, I like redbones
My type light skin, ass fat, Jell-O (huh?)
But bitches be switchin' sides nowadays on the regular
And I never respected it
Money over bitches, I know that's everything
Money over bitches, I know that's hot
Rockin' VVS by Elliot wedding bands
I will never ever give her no wedding ring
.45 on my hip, I ain't fightin' 'em
Chewin' on an Aderall like a vitamin
Niggas pockets be on E
Somethin' they already know but I'm droppin' a T
They makin' up rumors and lies, okay, I'm sick and I'm tired
I'm mighty fatigued, none of my bitches be mine
They coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
I'ma just call up Fatima, nah, that ain't really her name
But she for the team
I get fly as a bitch, like I looted up
All this money you talkin' ain't new to us (woo)
I'm the king of New York and on God
If Pop was alive there would have been two of us
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Euro boy, Ginóbili
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Euro boy, Ginóbili
Look
Pull up like Ace from the cleaners, Ace and el fiends
Pop making movies, sell out arenas
She off the white, talkin' Demi Lovato
All on my denims, since Murder Bravado
AP Audemars wet, Aquafina
Hittin' like Ike, singin' like Tina (woo)
Dior on my body, sneakers got no creases
They limited, baby, tell me if you've seen 'em
My diamonds dancin', paint her face like Marilyn Manson (Marilyn Manson)
Then roll up that Woo, Runtz straight from Cali'
Then get a plate from Sally's
Quano blew his trial, they set him up
These niggas mad as fuck
You know what I rep, yeah, it's tatted up
You ain't get fucked, 'cause your ass ain't fat enough
If you talk crazy, get batted up, yeah
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Euro boy, Ginóbili
I like my bitches redbone, ass fat, Jell-O
Lightskin, yellow, iced out, hello
I'm the king of New York, Melo
Black hair by the Regis and Pello
Ask around, niggas know me
I'm a Euro boy, Ginóbili
Writer(s): Alex Petit, Artist Julius Dubose, Bashar Jackson, Jason Avalos, Ricardo Lamarre
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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