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Nyck Caution – Margot Robbie lyrics

Nyck Caution – Margot Robbie lyrics
Nyck Caution – Margot Robbie lyrics

Nyck Caution – Margot Robbie lyrics That’s a New York City kid
That’s a New York City kid

Working on the way to get it, do you copy?
All I want’s a little shine and a day with Margot Robbie
I don’t think that’s much to ask for, I’m sorry
If you fuckin’ with the kid let me hear you say you love me, yuh
New York, New York City kid
New York, New York City kid, right
Only be rapping ’bout what I really did
Are you feeling it?

Break down the wood and put some kill in it
How you 30 and you still a bitch?
Too many punches to the head that you ain’t feeling it
We really on our Scott Pilgrim shit
It’s everybody versus the world that we living in
Always pray that next year would be the best year, well I’m a Knicks fan
Started losing balance, had to tighten up my kickstand
Don’t trip, it’s all part of the big plan
She mad I ain’t post her on my story for her birthday
You a jerk, you the worst
Ah fuck it, buy you purse with half the purse
’cause I’m never out of work, you feel me
Got Sinatra blasting on the freeway
Chrome tools I got from eBay
Just left dinner, had an elite steak
Guess that’s what happens when you raise ’em
Yeah, get by or get good at the simulation

Working on the way to get it, do you copy?
All I want’s a little shine and a day with Margot Robbie
I don’t think that’s much to ask for, I’m sorry
If you fuckin’ with the kid let me hear you say you love me, yuh
New York, New York City kid
New York, New York City kid, right
Only be rapping ’bout what I really did
Are you feeling it?

Fresh out the shower, head down I look like [?] I’m saying
After Margot Robbie, I need a date with Megan
Stallion with Italian, we can be like Rocky and Adrian
I ain’t playing, let me innovate shit
Put a little whiskey in my cup and she say I’m on some Drake shit
It’s cool ’cause she ain’t got as many jokes when she naked
Her ex crazy, I’ma handle it
Cut off the head and leave him hanging on the mantle
In New York I feel like Mickey Mantle, Mike Mussina, multiple M’s
I’m seeing pinstripe suits season
Flying south for the colder season
But my heart belongs to Brooklyn, I ain’t never been for treason
They don’t want beef, they unseasoned
Yeah, your wifey a cum demon
Yeah, she a eater, pick her up when she done grieving
I’m done feeding, for real

Working on the way to get it, do you copy?
All I want’s a little shine and a day with Margot Robbie
I don’t think that’s much to ask for, I’m sorry
If you fuckin’ with the kid let me hear you say you love me, yuh
New York, New York City kid
New York, New York City kid, right
Only be rapping ’bout what I really did
Are you feeling it?

New York, New York City kid
New York, New York City kid, right
(Hi Nyck Caution, I love you)
New York, New York City kid
New York, New York City kid, right
(New York, New York City kid
New York, New York City kid)

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