City On My Back

Lyrics

[Hook] Feel good when you thumb through the hundreds I wake up everyday and go get it Stay fresh for these bitches stay pressing on niggas this Glock on me hold a whole 50 Fuck on her then you can have your bitch back Bust on her you take her home and kiss that No I don't know you fuck nigga get back Want me to walk through then send me the racks Grab my hood and put that bitch on my back Grab my city boy that bitch on my back Grab Texas put that bitch on my back Grab that choppa put that bitch on my back Grab my hood and put that bitch on my back Grab my city boy that bitch on my back Grab Texas put that bitch on my back Grab that choppa put that bitch on my back [Verse 1] Its 908 gorillas gripping choppas young nigga trappin in the jungle damn Fuck on your bitch pull up on her My pockets cheesy like lasagna Whole gang full of bosses no runners Call gang if you cross you go under You know my OT gone shoot like the Thunder Call me the goat bitch I ball like the mamba Never I fuck with everybody fuck with me OTF and BCG they go hard for me Houston with the hammer nobody touchin me I'm from the 3 and them gorillas corrupted me Come a get your bitch nigga nobody want her she fucked the whole gang for a lil marijuana And we stealing stain leaving brains on the corner Cali bud nigga that's my aroma Fuck any nigga that hate on the squad Tellin my sell out LilCJ go hard Too many thookas the fuck is a card Moon rock got me cool with the stars Woods only we don't do the cigars Double cup me bitch I'm sippin on oil Fuck on your freak in the back of your car Bust on her teeth and you kissin her aahh! [Hook] Feel good when you thumb through the hundreds I wake up everyday and go get it Stay fresh for these bitches stay pressing on niggas this Glock on me hold a whole 50 Fuck on her then you can have your bitch back Bust on her you take her home and kiss that No I don't know you fuck nigga get back Want me to walk through then send me the racks Grab my hood and put that bitch on my back Grab my city boy that bitch on my back Grab Texas put that bitch on my back Grab that choppa put that bitch on my back Grab my hood and put that bitch on my back Grab my city boy that bitch on my back Grab Texas put that bitch on my back Grab that choppa put that bitch on my back [Verse 2] Me and these rap niggas not the same We don't hit licks bitch we hit a stain Pour up a deuce to get rid of pain In traffic in a coupe that ain't got no brain You ain't gone shoot boy you a gripping shame You makin moves you make news if you try to gang I keep it bool but these lil niggas testin me We got the juice no you can't get the recipe We got good drugs [?] Call my young demon he gone leave you wet for me Everybody round me gone make bullets fetch for me Come down in your town you better have that tech for me aye Hood Fame big Gucci Gang we the new wave Ball with the 30 on my back like D Wade Flossy go fuck up the mall everyday He salty I fucked his bitch all in her face Lame ass nigga come [?] Stain gang gone stink up your bando Pop one drop one that's a man go See a op once we gone bust better lay it low My city got me so that bitch on my back Me and Cally still pushin that pack If it was you you would've squealed fast These niggas broke and we got real racks [Hook] Feel good when you thumb through the hundreds I wake up everyday and go get it Stay fresh for these bitches stay pressing on niggas this Glock on me hold a whole 50 Fuck on her then you can have your bitch back Bust on her you take her home and kiss that No I don't know you fuck nigga get back Want me to walk through then send me the racks Grab my hood and put that bitch on my back Grab my city boy that bitch on my back Grab Texas put that bitch on my back Grab that choppa put that bitch on my back Grab my hood and put that bitch on my back Grab my city boy that bitch on my back Grab Texas put that bitch on my back Grab that choppa put that bitch on my back