[Lyric] ​iii. N.Y.C. (A.T.K. (US))

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Woah, ha, gah
Okay now this one
On a vibe don't stay inside cause you'll miss one
Penthouse finna step out and go get some
Top floor, if there werе some more we'd hit thеm
Packed out, we vicious
Tuned in just listened
Automatic, that car it parked out 85th
Way too far ain't chaperoning I'd hate to miss
All these champagne flutes
Stuart Weitz for the black boots
Hipster girls they like to
Go out
Me and mans on every move we show out
Never doubt this energy it flow out (It flows)
Gotta see if they'll ever be
Ready for this pedigree
Of quality respectable young black men
Know how we moving so why you asking (Girl why)
No we not staying, we ain't relaxing
Every night a different move
Gotta see what this city do
All deep end no kiddie pool, We diving
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh lawd oh gah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh lawd oh la
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh yeah oh lawd oh woah
Oh yeah, we onna, woah
The night had just only started
We moving like big ballers
Don't matter bout whatchu call it
We swagged out
There's vacancy at ya party
We heard that it never start
I hope they ain't talkin' bout who
Y'all dragged out
First off we know this ain't no meritocracy, no meritocracy
For the real I know y'all got some animosity, some animosity
Still gone make money moves
Still gone have fun and do
Everything's we wanted to, oou
Manhattan to Brooklyn we linking Toy Records
Acting too coy, they needed more reckless
Step out to Bushwick for the photo shoot
Catching all angels you know it's what we do
Yeah
The fit is matted
Black
We causing havoc
In the streets off the late at night
If you want you can stay inside
But we outchea and activated
Pair of kings shot callin' on everything