City Rolling Songtext
They told me they gon' get me
If they do it's by a long shot
But we gon' keep sendin' shots up, until my heart stops
Know they wanna see me dead, or end up on a mugshot
Throw one in his chest, and then sell 'em to the pawn shop
Catch me in the city, with my niggas city rollin'
Shooters rollin' with me, with a semi and it's stolen
If he movin' iffy, guys will pick 'em up and throw 'em
Got me drummin' whole like 50, here you could get all 'em
If they do it's by a long shot
But we gon' keep sendin' shots up, until my heart stops
Know they wanna see me dead, or end up on a mugshot
Throw one in his chest, and then sell 'em to the pawn shop
Catch me in the city, with my niggas city rollin'
Shooters rollin' with me, with a semi and it's stolen
If he movin' iffy, guys will pick 'em up and throw 'em
Got me drummin' whole like 50, here you could get all 'em
Hopped on my shit, they on my dick, because they see that I'm risin'
I know she let me in her panties, 'cause these VVS diamonds
I'm tryna' move out to the island, hunnid degrees, the climate
Kick in the door, when momma rent was do, and sell all finest
I know they hate to see me comin' up
I'm in love with drugs, my main bitch hate it when I double cup
Was runnin' round that block, now run the block, I had to muscle up
Hood on my own pop, but they ain't stay around for the bubble up
And I feel by my lonely, I can't see my niggas
Seen my biggest fans, get sent up back to bookin'
But that don't mean I won't blow, I'm still a gangster
Just don't push it
I know they lookin'
'Cause that rookie did it all, had my back against the wall
And now I'm ballin' like I'm Wall
Bitch, I got racks up in the studio, bro, thrax up with my foolio
My bitch don't got no bands, I think I'm fuckin' with a boujee hoe
I turn that lil' bitch to a moody hoe, that's 'cause I like her booty though
Dicks inside the Glocks, you best believe this bitch ain't fruity though
Just give me a reason, and you know that we creepin' The TEC on my hip, but I get alarmed, it get to beepin'
I won't do no sleepin', 'cause I keep seeing demons
I got caught in sticky situations
Had to make sure I wasn't dreaming
They told me they gon' get me
If they do it's by a long shot
But we gon' keep sendin' shots up, until my heart stops
Know they wanna see me dead, or end up on a mugshot
Throw one in his chest, and then sell 'em to the pawn shop
Catch me in the city, with my niggas city rollin'
Shooters rollin' with me, with a semi and it's stolen
If he movin' iffy, guys will pick 'em up and throw 'em
Got me drummin' whole like 50, here, you could get all 'em
And we gon' make it rain on them niggas like a shower
I ain't with the lame shit, all you pussy niggas cowards
But, I'm focused on this music, he can see me in a hour
Louder, this gun I tote, I called that bitch 50, 'cause it got power
I carry twins like towers, you can smell gun powder
I can see it, in your eyes, you ain't steppin' in real life
Can't afford to lose my life, that's why I keep my steal tight
Over here, we don't mess around, I know when somethin' don't feel right
Drill right, I'm supposed to believe you in the field right?
Kill right, you draggin' that gang, but you ain't real right?
And what it is, what's up, nigga suck my dick, 'cause it's up
They told me they gon' get me
If they do it's by a long shot
But we gon' keep sendin' shots up, until my heart stops
Know they wanna see me dead, or end up on a mugshot
Throw one in his chest, and then sell 'em to the pawn shop
Catch me in the city, with my niggas city rollin'
Shooters rollin' with me, with a semi and it's stolen
If he movin' iffy, guys will pick 'em up and throw 'em
Got me drummin' whole like 50, here you could get all 'em
I know she let me in her panties, 'cause these VVS diamonds
I'm tryna' move out to the island, hunnid degrees, the climate
Kick in the door, when momma rent was do, and sell all finest
I know they hate to see me comin' up
I'm in love with drugs, my main bitch hate it when I double cup
Was runnin' round that block, now run the block, I had to muscle up
Hood on my own pop, but they ain't stay around for the bubble up
And I feel by my lonely, I can't see my niggas
Seen my biggest fans, get sent up back to bookin'
But that don't mean I won't blow, I'm still a gangster
Just don't push it
I know they lookin'
'Cause that rookie did it all, had my back against the wall
And now I'm ballin' like I'm Wall
Bitch, I got racks up in the studio, bro, thrax up with my foolio
My bitch don't got no bands, I think I'm fuckin' with a boujee hoe
I turn that lil' bitch to a moody hoe, that's 'cause I like her booty though
Dicks inside the Glocks, you best believe this bitch ain't fruity though
Just give me a reason, and you know that we creepin' The TEC on my hip, but I get alarmed, it get to beepin'
I won't do no sleepin', 'cause I keep seeing demons
I got caught in sticky situations
Had to make sure I wasn't dreaming
They told me they gon' get me
If they do it's by a long shot
But we gon' keep sendin' shots up, until my heart stops
Know they wanna see me dead, or end up on a mugshot
Throw one in his chest, and then sell 'em to the pawn shop
Catch me in the city, with my niggas city rollin'
Shooters rollin' with me, with a semi and it's stolen
If he movin' iffy, guys will pick 'em up and throw 'em
Got me drummin' whole like 50, here, you could get all 'em
And we gon' make it rain on them niggas like a shower
I ain't with the lame shit, all you pussy niggas cowards
But, I'm focused on this music, he can see me in a hour
Louder, this gun I tote, I called that bitch 50, 'cause it got power
I carry twins like towers, you can smell gun powder
I can see it, in your eyes, you ain't steppin' in real life
Can't afford to lose my life, that's why I keep my steal tight
Over here, we don't mess around, I know when somethin' don't feel right
Drill right, I'm supposed to believe you in the field right?
Kill right, you draggin' that gang, but you ain't real right?
And what it is, what's up, nigga suck my dick, 'cause it's up
They told me they gon' get me
If they do it's by a long shot
But we gon' keep sendin' shots up, until my heart stops
Know they wanna see me dead, or end up on a mugshot
Throw one in his chest, and then sell 'em to the pawn shop
Catch me in the city, with my niggas city rollin'
Shooters rollin' with me, with a semi and it's stolen
If he movin' iffy, guys will pick 'em up and throw 'em
Got me drummin' whole like 50, here you could get all 'em
