YKTV
Nas Lyrics


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Oh, yeah, I'm sorry
I didn't mean to say all that
I should've opened with a reading of the scripture
From the Book of Popoff
(Hit-boy)

Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
Yktv, got the top off (top off)
Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)
Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
YKTV

God's Son, they call me Son, ain't no sonnin' me
Ran a hundred M's, bitch, I'm running things
Paper power pussy that should come in threes
What you think I owe you somethin' girl for fuckin' me?
Imagine Lil Uzi on a Preemo beat
Imagine N-A-S on a Migo beat
Hip-hop culture, Henny on coasters
Watching hundred inch screens see who sittin' with Oprah
Black Phantoms women comin' in tandems
Bags are Lanvin she prayin' she don't get abandoned
Bag big from layin' these ad-libs
My photo the Jordan logo for this rap shit
Oculus VR, that's how I see shit
I can't let you drive the boat if you get seasick
Draped in all red, she thought I was Whoopty
Four AM, still goin', I'm not even whoozy
Let your friends catch a ride, whip only got two seats
Slip and slide through Miami, she got on a two-piece
I'm on her body, she a homebody
Hope them killers don't catch no bodies

Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
Yktv, got the top off (top off)
Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)
Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)

You wanted to talk, ain't no talkin' it out, huh
Put it in your mouth, fuck you talkin' about?
Every time they play this song, she like, "This is my shit"
But I really wanna know, do you love me or not?
So say my name and when you say it, baby, call me Artist
Don't be afraid to ride my wave, ma, it's a tsunami
And when I wasn't gettin' paid, them bitches wasn't on me
And you can tell I got my weight up, just look at the car key
A bunch of Givenchy, look, I pop off, huh
I copped the Avenny, my top off, huh
They not really A Boogie, they just knockoffs, huh
Big rock in these chains but it's not yours, huh
Been jackin' Esco' bars like he Pablo, huh
Put my tip inside her walls like she was hollow, huh
My niggas innocent behind the walls like they Ralo, huh
And every time they pop off, I pop out

Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
Yktv, got the top off (top off)
Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)
Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)

Hey there, I'm Peter Popoff
And it's about to pop off

4Hunnid
Hunnid deep in a club I'm a mob boss (yeah)
Big Blood drip, you know it's hot sauce (ooh)
Family crib, got my side bitch in a high loft
Girls goin' wild, bitch take your top off (bitch)
Show no love bitch, I'm in love with Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent)
The Louis Vuitton ain't dropped yet but I got it on (got it on)
I just made yo' favorite singer come out her thong (come out her thong)
I just ran the money play with Scooter Braun (Scooter Braun)
Drop a car note on yo' head, act stupid wit' it
Bitch, bitch, my jewels ain't rented, the coupes ain't rented
Bitch play them cards with no limit, stars in the ceilin'
Bitch I want all of the money, I'm harvestin' millions
I just put my name on the pack, now we trappin' and dealin'
Niggas, niggas say that they game but I'm actually in it (yeah, yeah)
I'm Tom Brady in the field, I make all the decisions (yeah)
Your video got shot up and I greenlit it (yeah)

Every time I pop out, it pop off (4Hunnid) (pop off)
Yktv, got the top off (top off)
Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)
Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
YKTV

You know the vibes, QB to Southside
Northside, Far Rock, LeFrak, Brooklyn




Bronx, Harlem, Staten Island we outside
Highbridge to Compton, yeah

Overall Meaning

The hook of the song "YKTV" by Nas featuring A Boogie Wit da Hoodie and YG goes, "Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)/YKTV, got the top off (top off)/Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)/Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)/YKTV." Here, the artists are claiming their status as bosses in their respective fields, stating that every time they make an appearance, they make an impact. Nas calls himself the "God's Son" and talks about his success in the rap game, while A Boogie Wit da Hoodie asserts his dominance with lines such as "Hunnid deep in a club, I'm a mob boss." YG also chimes in, bringing his signature West Coast flavor to the track.


In the second verse, Nas references other big names in hip hop and imagines what they would sound like on different beats. He also name-drops luxury brands such as Lanvin and Givenchy, and describes living the high life, watching TV on a hundred-inch screen and driving a red car through Miami with a woman. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie talks about his success and how he's earned his wealth, mentioning being broke before and having fake friends. YG's verse is similar in theme, as he boasts about his achievements and wealth.


Overall, "YKTV" is a song about achieving success and making waves in the industry. The artists assert their dominance, showing off their wealth and the benefits of their hard work.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, yeah, I'm sorry
I apologize for what I said or did


I didn't mean to say all that
I did not intend to say everything that I said


I should've opened with a reading of the scripture From the Book of Popoff
I should have started with a spiritual message from the Book of Popoff


Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
Every time I make an appearance, things get wild


Yktv, got the top off (top off)
You know the vibe, I'm driving with the car roof down


Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)
I'm in control of a private property and I'm the boss of a criminal organization


YKTV
You know the vibe


God's Son, they call me Son, ain't no sonnin' me
I'm Nas, aka God's Son, and no one can question or challenge my authority


Ran a hundred M's, bitch, I'm running things
I made a hundred million dollars and now I'm in charge


Paper power pussy that should come in threes
Money, influence, and sex are a powerful combination


What you think I owe you somethin' girl for fuckin' me?
I don't owe you anything just because we had sex


Imagine Lil Uzi on a Preemo beat
Try to picture Lil Uzi rapping over a beat produced by DJ Premier


Imagine N-A-S on a Migo beat
Imagine Nas rapping over a beat produced by the Migos


Hip-hop culture, Henny on coasters
I represent hip-hop culture and I drink Henny using coasters


Watching hundred inch screens see who sittin' with Oprah
I'm watching TV on a huge screen trying to see who is featured on Oprah's show


Black Phantoms women comin' in tandems
I own a couple of black Rolls Royce Phantoms and I have women coming in pairs


Bags are Lanvin she prayin' she don't get abandoned
The bags are from Lanvin and the woman is hoping that I won't abandon her


Bag big from layin' these ad-libs
I earned a lot of money from recording ad-libs


My photo the Jordan logo for this rap shit
My picture is like the Jordan logo for the rap game


Oculus VR, that's how I see shit
I use Oculus VR to experience things virtually


I can't let you drive the boat if you get seasick
I can't let you take control if you can't handle it


Draped in all red, she thought I was Whoopty
I'm wearing all red and she mistook me for the rapper Whoopty


Four AM, still goin', I'm not even whoozy
It's four in the morning and I'm still going strong, not even dizzy


Let your friends catch a ride, whip only got two seats
Your friends can come along but my car only has two seats


Slip and slide through Miami, she got on a two-piece
We're driving around Miami and she's wearing a two-piece swimsuit


I'm on her body, she a homebody
I'm physically close to her but she's typically a homebody


Hope them killers don't catch no bodies
I hope my associates don't get involved in any homicides


You wanted to talk, ain't no talkin' it out, huh
You asked to have a conversation but it can't be resolved through talking


Put it in your mouth, fuck you talkin' about?
Stop talking and start performing oral sex on me


Every time they play this song, she like, "This is my shit"
When this song plays, the woman likes it and claims it as her own


But I really wanna know, do you love me or not?
I'm questioning whether the woman truly loves me


So say my name and when you say it, baby, call me Artist
Address me by name and refer to me as an artist


Don't be afraid to ride my wave, ma, it's a tsunami
Don't hesitate to follow my lead, it's a huge wave that will sweep you off your feet


And when I wasn't gettin' paid, them bitches wasn't on me
When I didn't have money, the women weren't interested in me


And you can tell I got my weight up, just look at the car key
You can see that I'm now wealthy by looking at the key to my car


A bunch of Givenchy, look, I pop off, huh
I'm wearing a lot of Givenchy, and I have a tendency to cause chaos


I copped the Avenny, my top off, huh
I bought the new Bentley Flying Spur and I'm driving with the roof down


They not really A Boogie, they just knockoffs, huh
Other rappers may try to imitate A Boogie but they are just copies


Big rock in these chains but it's not yours, huh
I'm wearing expensive jewelry but you can't have it


Been jackin' Esco' bars like he Pablo, huh
I've been stealing Nas' bars and rhymes like I'm Pablo Escobar


Put my tip inside her walls like she was hollow, huh
I penetrated her with my penis like she was empty inside


My niggas innocent behind the walls like they Ralo, huh
My friends are wrongly imprisoned like the rapper Ralo


And every time they pop off, I pop out
Whenever there's a commotion, I make my presence known


Hey there, I'm Peter Popoff
A reference to televangelist Peter Popoff


And it's about to pop off
And things are about to get wild


Hunnid deep in a club I'm a mob boss (yeah)
I have a hundred people with me in the club and I'm in charge


Big Blood drip, you know it's hot sauce (ooh)
I'm dripping with red clothing and accessories, it's hot like hot sauce


Family crib, got my side bitch in a high loft
I have a mistress in a fancy apartment in the family's property


Girls goin' wild, bitch take your top off (bitch)
The women are getting wild and one should take her shirt off


Show no love bitch, I'm in love with Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent)
I don't show love, my only love is the Saint Laurent brand


The Louis Vuitton ain't dropped yet but I got it on (got it on)
My Louis Vuitton clothing line isn't released yet but I'm already wearing it


I just made yo' favorite singer come out her thong (come out her thong)
I just had sex with your favorite singer and she removed her underwear


I just ran the money play with Scooter Braun (Scooter Braun)
I just made a successful business deal with music executive Scooter Braun


Drop a car note on yo' head, act stupid wit' it
I'm spending money recklessly and disrespectfully


Bitch, bitch, my jewels ain't rented, the coupes ain't rented
My jewelry and cars are actually owned, not rented


Bitch play them cards with no limit, stars in the ceilin'
The woman is willing to take risks and the ceiling of the car is adorned with stars


Bitch I want all of the money, I'm harvestin' millions
I want to make and collect a lot of money


I just put my name on the pack, now we trappin' and dealin'
I associated my name with a product and now we're doing business


Niggas, niggas say that they game but I'm actually in it (yeah, yeah)
Other rappers claim to be in the game, but I'm actually involved


I'm Tom Brady in the field, I make all the decisions (yeah)
I'm like football player Tom Brady, making all the important decisions


Your video got shot up and I greenlit it (yeah)
I gave the approval for your music video to be shot


Every time I pop out, it pop off (4Hunnid) (pop off)
Whenever I make an appearance, things get wild (referring to YG's fashion brand 4Hunnid)


You know the vibes, QB to Southside Northside, Far Rock, LeFrak, Brooklyn Bronx, Harlem, Staten Island we outside Highbridge to Compton, yeah
I'm representing every area of New York City along with Compton and urging people to come together




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O CAPASSO, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Artist Dubose, Chauncey Hollis Jr., Dustin James Corbett, Keenon Jackson, Nasir Jones

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Jaboody Dubs

IT'S POPPIN OFF 🔥🔥🔥

crxwn

Yooooooo!!!! Justin I can’t stop bumpin’ thisss!!!🔥🔥🔥

PakMan Memes

Huge Congrats!!! Stay Blessed!

305Spartin

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Christian Lee Le Breton

Hes to fucking good 🔥🔥🔥

packandstack33

Good shit Justin! You guys are killing it.

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Travis Venble

Who else bumping everything on this album

RWalk

Album of the year......AGAIN

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100%

JB

Yup.... Nas adapts to the times... And these tracks are timeless...

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