Correction Lyrics Zoo York by Lil Tjay

Featuring(s) : Fivio Foreign & Pop Smoke

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Lyrics

Grr, ayy (Uh?)
Nah (Oh, oh)
Baow, baow, baow, baow (Woo, oh)
Baow, baow, baow, baow (Hahaha), grrt, baow
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York

Walk in the spot and it's litty, designer through city, you know I'ma turn up (Ayy)
Bro got the Henny and I got a blunt, fuck around, throw a band when I burn up (Ayy)
Shawty right here, she a freak and she move like a pro, tryna dance, so I churn her (Baow)
Think she feelin' my dick, it's the burner (Ayy)
She ain't used to my bop, she a learner (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I gotta flex up
'Bout to cop a new piece just to glitter my neck up
They ain't fuckin' protect us
We was young niggas dreamin' 'bout pickin' Pateks up (Baow)
Quit tryna arrest us
Fuck all them niggas, don't let me get 'fessed up (Baow)
Nigga think he a wrestler (Baow)
I'ma just teach him some shit, no semester (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta get to the bag, ah (Bag)
Damn (Damn), I think I fell in love with the cash
I been in the studio workin' hard to the max
I (I), can't (Can't), I cannot never, ever fall back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm in my Birkin, nigga (Yeah)
Run up, we murkin' niggas (Baow)
I got some shooters, they ready to ride (Boom, boom, boom)
I send 'em, they lurkin', nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I'm in my Birkin, nigga
Run up, I'm murkin' niggas (Gang, gang)
I got some shooters, they ready to ride
I send 'em, they lurkin', nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York (Woo)
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York, Zoo York
Bitch, I'm from Zoo York

Look, I'm from the town (I'm from the town)
Send me the addy, I'm huntin' 'em down (Grrt)
Get off the stage and I jump in the crowd (Ayy)
They keep sayin' we too wild (Baow)
I fell in love with the crowd (I did)
They fell in love with the sound (They did)
Grrt (Grrt), baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
Attention (Attention), move 'round with a vengeance (Ayy)
Baow (Baow), bend 'em (Bend 'em)
Throw it down, offend 'em, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm with the demons and henchmen (I am)
Uh (Uh), we can't wait until we see us a victim (Baow)
Give me the money, I need it, I'm itchin' (I do)
Them niggas know when I see them, it's different (Ayy)
Uh (Uh), I know he an opp 'cause my finger keep twitchin' (Ayy, baow)
Baow, leavin' him lifted (Leavin' him lifted)
Blicky (Blicky), blick him (Blick him), blick him (Blick him), blick him (Baow)

Got fifty-two shots in this Glock, bet a nigga won't let up (Woo)
XD, youngin totin' Beretta (Uh? Totin' Beretta, uh)
Rufflin' feathers (Don't get shot)
I leave 'em deader
I got your bitch suckin' on my treasure
I woo for the floss, yeah, we do it better
I got the hoes like I'm Hugh Hefner
Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm a blue devil
One dead in Neiman, scannin', it's readin'
Perc' head, I'm geekin', shit turn me to a demon
Bad bitch named RiRi, nice, but treeshy
She want me to breed her, I'm like, "Nah, bitch, you sneaky"
I make it rain on whoever, I make it rain that Woo weather (Woo)
Nigga, I put in pain, I'm the shooter and the driver, and I rock Cartier frames
Crush the paper, fry the tool, put an eighth in my spliff, roll (Woo)
Get in my zone, hop in the Rolls, smokin' opps to the face (Grr, baow)

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