Tana - nyc lyrics
Steven Lewis
[Tana - nyc lyrics]
(Bee, yeah) (Yeah)
Yeah (Uh) , huh (Woah) , yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put him in the sky
I ain't talkin’ no airplane
My chopper shootin' like COD campaign
G, he gon' pour a bottle of champagne, no
I ain’t talkin' no Papi
Drac' on my hip and
I'm shootin' like Scotty
Me and lil' Giela ride
'round in that Masi' dior on my toes
Bogo on my chest when I feel like Dami
Jump out the wall like BO3, he talkin’ down
He gon’ D-IE (Oof)
Brand new scope on the ARP
Knock out your lights like B-Y-E
I'm still tryna see why he
Talkin’ down on the G-A-N-G
Heard he want smoke
So we finna pull up on him
And pull out the M-16
Feel like Rell AK, Draco with the red light
Heard he talkin' down on bro
Then it's on site
Chrome Hearts on and I got Off White
14 and I carry the spotlight (Bop, bop, bop)
Feel like Yachty, baby
'cause I only want one night
Like how you gon’ bring a
Knife to a gunfight?
How you black belt but ain't
Even had one fight?
Kickin' stuff in the A in the sunlight
Put him in the sky
I ain't talkin' no airplane
My chopper shootin' like COD campaign
G, he gon' pour a bottle of champagne, no
I ain't talkin' no Papi
Drac' on my hip and
I'm shootin' like Scotty
Me and lil' Giela ride
'round in that Masi' dior on my toes
Bogo on my chest when I feel like Dami
Jump out the wall like BO3, he talkin' down
He gon' D-IE brand new scope on the ARP
Knock out your lights like B-Y-E
I'm still tryna see why he
Talkin' down on the G-A-N-G
Heard he want smoke
So we finna pull up on him
And pull out the M-16
Yeah (Uh) , huh (Woah) , yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put him in the sky
I ain't talkin’ no airplane
My chopper shootin' like COD campaign
G, he gon' pour a bottle of champagne, no
I ain’t talkin' no Papi
Drac' on my hip and
I'm shootin' like Scotty
Me and lil' Giela ride
'round in that Masi' dior on my toes
Bogo on my chest when I feel like Dami
Jump out the wall like BO3, he talkin’ down
He gon’ D-IE (Oof)
Brand new scope on the ARP
Knock out your lights like B-Y-E
I'm still tryna see why he
Talkin’ down on the G-A-N-G
Heard he want smoke
So we finna pull up on him
And pull out the M-16
Feel like Rell AK, Draco with the red light
Heard he talkin' down on bro
Then it's on site
Chrome Hearts on and I got Off White
14 and I carry the spotlight (Bop, bop, bop)
Feel like Yachty, baby
'cause I only want one night
Like how you gon’ bring a
Knife to a gunfight?
How you black belt but ain't
Even had one fight?
Kickin' stuff in the A in the sunlight
Put him in the sky
I ain't talkin' no airplane
My chopper shootin' like COD campaign
G, he gon' pour a bottle of champagne, no
I ain't talkin' no Papi
Drac' on my hip and
I'm shootin' like Scotty
Me and lil' Giela ride
'round in that Masi' dior on my toes
Bogo on my chest when I feel like Dami
Jump out the wall like BO3, he talkin' down
He gon' D-IE brand new scope on the ARP
Knock out your lights like B-Y-E
I'm still tryna see why he
Talkin' down on the G-A-N-G
Heard he want smoke
So we finna pull up on him
And pull out the M-16