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what nyc sounds like, pt. 2 - 917 rackz lyrics

[city of gods]

[verse: 917 rackz]
i can’t go to your hood ’cause i’m good, uh, unless it’s the opps that’s obvious
don’t give a f*ck if it’s hot on that block again
kicking that door, my ooter ain’t ‘gon knock again
it’s the city of gods
she a thot she don’t know what a goddess is
though she ain’t sending the drop that’s common sense
sipping this drink is boosting all my confidence

[is ya ready]

[verse: 917 rackz]
b*tch, i’m a stomper, i don’t do the stepping
if i got a problem, brodie gonna step in, like pew pew
go my lethal weapon, like pew pew
only need a second
then we get away, i know kay flock, he can’t get away
red beam i spot ’em, stopped ’em
and no, they ain’t rеady
super slimy and we super dеadly

[d&d]

[verse: 917 rackz]
and we trapping at b&b’s, who on telly[?]
know she ain’t see me if she not a wetty[?]
my phone not on d&d, uh, ’cause i’m still making plays off a celly
and i got all this drink in my belly
and i’m counting this cake, this bready
and i’m holding this weight, i’m heavy
and no you can’t stay
[what they gon say]

[verse: 917 rackz]
’cause i’m sorry we ran out of plan b’s
f*ck the industry, know they can’t play with me
these rappers so industry, i’m rolling in the streets, uh
even though i pop out looking fancy
she walk in the room, taking off her panties
making it go boom, i know they can’t stand me
she wearing perfume, trying to impress me
trying to undress me, tryna get s*xy

[shake it]

[verse: 917 rackz]
tryna come to my section, at my shows
for your protection, baby it’s slow
first night try taking you home
i feel a connection, baby don’t go
said she wanna come f*ck with the gang
have them know that it’s litty a hoe[?]
and they using they d*ck for they brain
they blow all their bread and go crazy for hoes

[ready to blitz]
[verse: 917 rackz]
acting like that ever since my bro died
f*ck, if they link up we spinning on both sides
roll an opp, roll another one
i’m making sure that they feeling it both times
don’t wanna know how it feel to be those guys
i can’t be in the field with a snake
i done seen real go from real to the fake with my own eyes
yeah them boys made a mistake

[bandemic]

[verse: 917 rackz]
no i can’t take me a break, i’m working hard
take all the pieces off the page
feds came in expecting a raid, it hurt my heart
still running it up in the bandemic
i gotta wait for my man’s, get it
know this ain’t light, pass the duffle with some bands in it
know we ain’t fight, pass brodie the duffle like yall could never let my mans get it

[show me love]

[verse: 917 rackz]
if i wasn’t ‘gon pop would you talk to me
if you knew i had opps would you walk with me
you wanna be living this lifestyle
but you never ‘gon know what it’s costing me
and you hype my sight[?] you got a nice smile
i could break your heart so move cautiously
gotta move off if they thinking of offing me
[loving the crew]

[verse: 917 rackz]
b*tch, i’m used to this sh*t
everyone fanned out, like who really my mans now?
have me going on trips, as soon as i land now shorty pulling my pants down
have me talking to tripp, who really my mans now?
homie i understand now
independent i’m one they rely on
i’m the one that they rely on, that’s who i am now

[die young]

[verse: 917 rackz]
i got ptsd
i been hoping for better days, i told my b*tch that you better stay
if they ever getting me, so please
i can’t be in the grave
rather die by the sword then get locked in a cage
i done seen bro die, sh*t never been the same
with piranhas and sharks, i’m right by the bay
told my mama just keep all the racks in the safe
i stay with an ‘ooter, like rackz, you safe
to k!ll em i’m feining, i stare in the mirror
and i see a demon, the glass will break

[what ya on]

[verse: 917 rackz]
she get anyone locked with that ass
i was k!lling her first, she was mines, you’re last
i was given the jewelry and racks, b*tch, what you find in the stash?
ghost her, then waiting for time to pass
now no*one gon’ notice her
she was keeping me close to her, uh, waiting til i get the bag
i’ma rub on her b*tt in the backseat
b*tch i’m stressed now, come and relax me
got me fessed[?] now, tryna attack me
ain’t no other shorties in my phone
toting the .40, when i’m alone
my nina, she bad to the bone
she gucci outside, act bad in the home
(she gucci outside, act bad in the home)

- 917 rackz lyrics

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