"What NYC Sounds Like" lyrics
Leaked by Daveo
Grrah
And I cannot die in these streets (On bro)
So I keep a .9 in my jeans (Like, damn)
Chrome on my body, I walk wit' a lean (Like, what?)
Got a M17 and it came wit' a beam (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Like, why is you lyin' and shit? (Like, damn)
Opp niggas, hidin' and shit (Hidin')
Pop out the cut in designer and shit
Like, I'm out deep, feel like robbin' and shit (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
She in love wit' me, vibin' and shit
Put my hand on her neck while she ridin' the dick (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
I—I'm too tact, I be eyein' the grip
And these niggas be fans on anonymous shit (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
He feelin' tough, on some confident shit (Like, damn)
Put the beam on his face, now he whinin' and shit (Whinin')
And I feel like Lebron wit' the deuce
Jah right beside me, he throwin' up Woo (Woo)
And I fuck wit' the Hats in South Bronx
Catch me, "The Ooter" and bro 5'9"
Love my brothers, it's slime or be slimed
Both got the chop, I might slide wit' my .9 (Slide)
Shit get sticky, then Iffy gon' throw
Switch up the fit, too much blood on my clothes
He get hit if he throw up a O
He get hit if he throw up a what?
He think he lit, we gon' give 'em a show
Two deep, it's just me and Fazo (Fazo)
Opp niggas dirty, I hate that they broke
Like, my niggas could never
Ready for war, it's extendos and better (Better)
Get right wit' a camo beretta ('Retta)
Drop that window, beam on the sweater
Off a .30, I mention a deado
I'm off a— (Shh), and I wanna get crazy (Crazy)
Shit get lit everytime that they play me (Play me)
It's a movie, pass me the jiggs (Jiggy)
We cannot speak on the shit that we did (Like, what?)
Like, niggas broke, stop sharin' fits
Bitch, we too lit, give a fuck 'bout a diss
Like—Like, what? Get off our dick
OGz-K, nigga, Noah got blitzed
Damn, Jiggyman you a bitch
Lil' nigga, get back for your sister (Sister)
Y—Y—Yellow got put in a twister (Twister)
Bullets gon' hit 'em, he startin' to twitch up (Twitch up)
Love my brothers, I could never switch up (Switch up)
Glock wit' a beam and it came wit' a switch button (Switch button)
Bro—Bro just threw, get low
Flee off the scene, too much—, on my clothes
Free Loco, he booked for the pole (Loco)
That's my brother, I know he gon' throw
And for Itchy, I'm lettin' off eight
Like—Like, big gun, get out the way
What the fuck?
Beat go off?
Try to diss, he gon' see what it cost
Bro got the dead and he throwin' like Moss (Randy)
Ayy yo, Sheik, reverse the V
We see a opp, we gon' do 'em like Lee (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Pass me the Jiggy, I'm tryna get laced
Like, auto frost, Frosted Flakes
My—My bitch a baddie, that booty gon' shake
When she totin' the Smith and it's never on safe'
I—In my feelings, I'm spinnin' alone
When I made it, I'm hittin' her zone
Hit it and quit it, stop callin' my phone
Like, I'm a demon, heart full of chrome
He—He got put on the floor
Lil' nigga don't drop my 4, grrah
I might click 'til it's gone
He got flocked for the shit he was on
Grrah
And I cannot die in these streets (On bro)
So I keep a .9 in my jeans (Like, damn)
Chrome on my body, I walk wit' a lean (Like, what?)
Got a M17 and it came wit' a beam (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Like, why is you lyin' and shit? (Like, damn)
Opp niggas, hidin' and shit (Hidin')
Pop out the cut in designer and shit
Like, I'm out deep, feel like robbin' and shit (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
She in love wit' me, vibin' and shit
Put my hand on her neck while she ridin' the dick (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
I—I'm too tact, I be eyein' the grip
And these niggas be fans on anonymous shit (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
He feelin' tough, on some confident shit (Like, damn)
Put the beam on his face, now he whinin' and shit (Whinin')
And I feel like Lebron wit' the deuce
Jah right beside me, he throwin' up Woo (Woo)
And I fuck wit' the Hats in South Bronx
Catch me, "The Ooter" and bro 5'9"
Love my brothers, it's slime or be slimed
Both got the chop, I might slide wit' my .9 (Slide)
Shit get sticky, then Iffy gon' throw
Switch up the fit, too much blood on my clothes
He get hit if he throw up a O
He get hit if he throw up a what?
He think he lit, we gon' give 'em a show
Two deep, it's just me and Fazo (Fazo)
Opp niggas dirty, I hate that they broke
Like, my niggas could never
Ready for war, it's extendos and better (Better)
Get right wit' a camo beretta ('Retta)
Drop that window, beam on the sweater
Off a .30, I mention a deado
I'm off a— (Shh), and I wanna get crazy (Crazy)
Shit get lit everytime that they play me (Play me)
It's a movie, pass me the jiggs (Jiggy)
We cannot speak on the shit that we did (Like, what?)
Like, niggas broke, stop sharin' fits
Bitch, we too lit, give a fuck 'bout a diss
Like—Like, what? Get off our dick
OGz-K, nigga, Noah got blitzed
Damn, Jiggyman you a bitch
Lil' nigga, get back for your sister (Sister)
Y—Y—Yellow got put in a twister (Twister)
Bullets gon' hit 'em, he startin' to twitch up (Twitch up)
Love my brothers, I could never switch up (Switch up)
Glock wit' a beam and it came wit' a switch button (Switch button)
Bro—Bro just threw, get low
Flee off the scene, too much—, on my clothes
Free Loco, he booked for the pole (Loco)
That's my brother, I know he gon' throw
And for Itchy, I'm lettin' off eight
Like—Like, big gun, get out the way
What the fuck?
Beat go off?
Try to diss, he gon' see what it cost
Bro got the dead and he throwin' like Moss (Randy)
Ayy yo, Sheik, reverse the V
We see a opp, we gon' do 'em like Lee (Grrah-grrah-grrah)
Pass me the Jiggy, I'm tryna get laced
Like, auto frost, Frosted Flakes
My—My bitch a baddie, that booty gon' shake
When she totin' the Smith and it's never on safe'
I—In my feelings, I'm spinnin' alone
When I made it, I'm hittin' her zone
Hit it and quit it, stop callin' my phone
Like, I'm a demon, heart full of chrome
He—He got put on the floor
Lil' nigga don't drop my 4, grrah
I might click 'til it's gone
He got flocked for the shit he was on
