City Boy (feat. Manny Mullar)

Its a Banger
Lets get it!
Ima City Boy, Ima City Boy
I been running round town getting money
We ain't flexing but your bitch steady sexing on a City Boy
Why you hating on me nigga
You ain't have a choice
Baby where you wanna go, anywhere I don't care
I got OT spots over here, OT spots over there
She want meat Like Luffy, hit her with the rubber gotta stay clever
Don't bite the devils fruit, give her monkey D she aint getting no treasure
Pulling foreign tings Nation boy going global again
She said im cheeky when she see me we get freaky again
She go get to bending when she see me trending again
Young boy never ever ever ever broke again
I don't need no diamonds Ima cold Nigga
Tell all hot summer girls its gonna be a cold winter
City boys Scoring serious points we don't do this for fun
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one!
City Boy now cutting through the city oh yeah
How many Bands you want now we gotta about 50 oh yeah
Pull up her panties on the stairs we do quickie Oh yeah
She wanna come round tonight we getting Litty again
Tryna have more money you've ever seen in your life
We was broke then we gotta blow its only right
Every Door we open gonna be a suicide
After you finish bro you gotta put her to the side
She moving off but she gonna be on mans willy
City boy balling every season no Man City
Shes a good girl but she diff in the sheets
Said she got home pussy but belongs to the streets
Jeet Skeet Smash Dash Beat Delete Toot and boot it
Baby I aint got time to wait, I ejaculate then evacuate
Brother said he don't like me cuz i was bussin all over his sisters face
Let that hoe be, i didn't choose this life it choose me
Ima City Boy, Ima City Boy
I been running round town getting money
We ain't flexing but your bitch steady sexing on a City Boy
Why you hating on me nigga
You ain't have a choice
She was waiting in the City for my City Toy
I was tappin I was smashin in them cubics boy
She was scratching she was shaking like a little toy
Why she asking what Im on, I be moving on
Got no time for cappin Bitch
We aint have no Money now you all up on my motherfuckin Dick
I be coming up ur strip
Hit it and quit no question we aint have no time for this
I been blowing backs out, just ask your mother
Nigga don't stand near me Ima still prosper
You been blocking shots like you think you Ben Foster
Ima still hit bins Nigga I think you lost her
City Boy now cutting through the city oh yeah
How many Bands you want now we gotta about 50 oh yeah
Pull up her panties on the stairs we do quickie Oh yeah
She wanna come round tonight we getting Litty again
Tryna have more money you've ever seen in your life
We was broke then we gotta blow its only right
Every Door we open gonna be a suicide
After you finish bro you gotta put her to the side
No matter the season City Boys out here still breeding