BIGBABYGUCCI - 1AM In NYC lyrics
[BIGBABYGUCCI - 1AM In NYC lyrics]
Yeah yeah, yeah, uh na na na, yeah, ayy
Too many days I've been waiting
Tell me what’s been going on lately
Know that I'm still going 'til I make it
She my foreign lil’ baby
You know I hit 100 when we ride out
I'm not an optimist, I'm in my prime now
I spin the block
We sliding just like Clyde now
Stop the internet
I make yo' lil' ass sign out
We ain't with a pit
We lookin' for a hide out
1 am in New York City, think it's time now
Woah
I told that bitch I’ll leave
Her, she said, "No, the fuck you don’t"
I know that she my
Done fell in love with a ho
I was riding on the pine
Now I'm selling out the show
I can’t let you take mine
Ima hit you where it hurts
Ima beat him like a baby Glock
You make a nigga burn
I stay real enough to gas
These niggas fake, yeah, they some turf
They know GUCCI got a bag, these niggas
They got a purse ima put 'em on a bag then
Go lay 'em in the dirt
Why you care so much? Bitch
I've always been a nerd
Ran that check up every day
You still waiting on the first
What the fuck did she just say? She
Wan’ fuck me 'til it hurt
All my niggas up in LA 'cause
I promise you not Nerf
Tell me what's been going on lately
Know that I'm still going 'til I make it
She my foreign lil' baby
You know I hit 100 when we ride out
I'm not an optimist, I'm in my prime now
I spin the block
We sliding just like Clyde now
Stop the internet
I make yo' lil' ass sign out
We ain't with a pit
We lookin' for a hide out
1 am in New York City, think it's time now
Woah
1 am in New York City, think it's time now
Woah think it's time now, woah
Think it's time now, woah
Too many days I've been waiting
Tell me what’s been going on lately
Know that I'm still going 'til I make it
She my foreign lil’ baby
You know I hit 100 when we ride out
I'm not an optimist, I'm in my prime now
I spin the block
We sliding just like Clyde now
Stop the internet
I make yo' lil' ass sign out
We ain't with a pit
We lookin' for a hide out
1 am in New York City, think it's time now
Woah
I told that bitch I’ll leave
Her, she said, "No, the fuck you don’t"
I know that she my
Done fell in love with a ho
I was riding on the pine
Now I'm selling out the show
I can’t let you take mine
Ima hit you where it hurts
Ima beat him like a baby Glock
You make a nigga burn
I stay real enough to gas
These niggas fake, yeah, they some turf
They know GUCCI got a bag, these niggas
They got a purse ima put 'em on a bag then
Go lay 'em in the dirt
Why you care so much? Bitch
I've always been a nerd
Ran that check up every day
You still waiting on the first
What the fuck did she just say? She
Wan’ fuck me 'til it hurt
All my niggas up in LA 'cause
I promise you not Nerf
Tell me what's been going on lately
Know that I'm still going 'til I make it
She my foreign lil' baby
You know I hit 100 when we ride out
I'm not an optimist, I'm in my prime now
I spin the block
We sliding just like Clyde now
Stop the internet
I make yo' lil' ass sign out
We ain't with a pit
We lookin' for a hide out
1 am in New York City, think it's time now
Woah
1 am in New York City, think it's time now
Woah think it's time now, woah
Think it's time now, woah