Kyle Richh
What NYC Sounds Like
[Intro]
Leaked by Daveo
Grrah

[Verse 1]
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 n***as, 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 n***as 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?
[Verse 2]
He think he lit, we gon' give 'em a show
Two deep, it's just me and Fazo (Fazo)
Opp n***as dirty, I hate that they broke
Like, my n***as 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, n***as broke, stop sharin' fits
Bitch, we too lit, give a fuck 'bout a diss
Like-Like, what? Get off our dick
OGz-K, n***a, Noah got blitzed
Damn, Jiggyman, you a bitch
Lil' n***a, 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
[Bridge]
What the fuck?
Beat go off?

[Verse 3: Kyle Richh & Jenn Carter]
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 &', 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' n***a, don't drop my 4, grrah
I might click 'til it's gone
He got flocked for the shit he was on