NYC WITH FELONS Lyrics Baby Kia
Boom
Boom-boom-flaow
Yeah, pay bro to chase ’em, bet not run, huh
Told him we don’t book ***, Kia Soul snatch up his son
BK say, “I’m in Time Square with that stick”
Day1 hangin’ off the moped, fifty round but twenty sticks, yeah
Creep up, all he heard was-
Come here
Matte black, SS, Chevy down for soul snatcher
I make niggas get low with that stick, *** with them four crackers
*** up with that Drac’, five to the chest, I make him walk backwards
Who that is inside that white truck?
*** that ***, lil’ bruh, just blow
Cold as hell outside, my clip [?] inside my coat
Yeah, pay bro to chase ’em, bet not run, huh
Told him we don’t book ***, Kia Soul snatch up his son
BK say, “I’m in Time Square with that stick”
Day1 hangin’ off the moped, fifty round but twenty sticks, yeah
Forgiato holdin’ up the V12, this a big [?]
Micro stick inside this Chevy box, I feel like [?]
Caught him down bad chillin’ in the ‘partments, lil’ bruh, time to swing
Told him, “Choose a ***, you pick the wrong one you get shot, ***”
New York smokin’ Hot, ***
[Throw that, he can’t stop ***?]
Homi’ truck, pay with a stick, slide Aspen blastin’ hot ***
Yeah, pay bro to chase ’em, bet not run, huh
Told him we don’t book ***, Kia Soul snatch up his son
BK say, “I’m in Time Square with that stick”
Day1 hangin’ off the moped, fifty round but twenty sticks, yeah