"City Hot Pt. 2" lyrics
(feat. Leeky G Bando)
[Leeky G Bando:]
Yoz, what you telling me?
Uh, when I get in my freestyle mode (G Bando Jordan)
Uh, like
When I feel in my mixtape mode
Know them Structure niggas got the city hot, uh
Pull up on any block, uh, like
And we still got them GLA's switching lanes
They ain't believe when I say that we up next, uh
Know them niggas upset, uh, like
'Cause my niggas came to takeover the game
[Bizzy Banks:]
I make the city hot in this bitch, uh
We keep the pistol cocked, we on any block in this bitch
We make 'em milly rockin' and shit
We let the semi pop, Luva gon' send a shot, if he moving wock in this bitch
Gave him 57, baby don't trip
Oh, he tryna demon? No he won't miss
I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding)
If they multiplying then we gon' divide 'em
Send for they plug, the one who providing
Big dog, I do the deciding
That nigga pussy, he need some guidance, like
I know he ain't riding
Only get low when I hear them sirens
If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like
[Leeky G Bando:]
And they fear to me, uh
They don't care for me no more
Ask me, "Bando, baby, why you ballin' out?"
Dubai ain't here with me no more
That's why I be in Louis V everyday
Bizzy say we wearing Gucci like it's J's
Mike Amiri jeans, Cartier shades
Shawty used to dub me, now she in my face
I was ballin' like my nigga Blaze
I done fucked around, caught a case
Tell 'em don't fuck around, uh
I'd still shoot a nigga in his face
See I got on Louis V, so she choosing me, uh
She think I'm a stain
But I got the Glock, keep it on my waist
Shawty don't get shot for a blue face
Shawty don't get shot for these blue faces, uh
Grinding to the top, tryna dodge the hatred, uh, like
They got the cops tryna build a trace
Finna bond out on the case
Where a new opp? Get 'em out the way
And we still poppin' Rosé cases
[Bizzy Banks:]
I make the city hot in this bitch, uh
We keep the pistol cocked, we on any block in this bitch
We make 'em milly rockin' and shit
We let the semi pop, Luva gon' send a shot, if he moving wock in this bitch
Gave him 57, baby don't trip
Oh, he tryna demon? No he won't miss
I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding)
If they multiplying then we gon' divide 'em
Send for they plug, the one who providing
Big dog, I do the deciding
That nigga pussy, he need some guidance, like
I know he ain't riding
Only get low when I hear them sirens
If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like
Yoz, what you telling me?
Uh, when I get in my freestyle mode (G Bando Jordan)
Uh, like
When I feel in my mixtape mode
Know them Structure niggas got the city hot, uh
Pull up on any block, uh, like
And we still got them GLA's switching lanes
They ain't believe when I say that we up next, uh
Know them niggas upset, uh, like
'Cause my niggas came to takeover the game
[Bizzy Banks:]
I make the city hot in this bitch, uh
We keep the pistol cocked, we on any block in this bitch
We make 'em milly rockin' and shit
We let the semi pop, Luva gon' send a shot, if he moving wock in this bitch
Gave him 57, baby don't trip
Oh, he tryna demon? No he won't miss
I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding)
If they multiplying then we gon' divide 'em
Send for they plug, the one who providing
Big dog, I do the deciding
That nigga pussy, he need some guidance, like
I know he ain't riding
Only get low when I hear them sirens
If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like
[Leeky G Bando:]
And they fear to me, uh
They don't care for me no more
Ask me, "Bando, baby, why you ballin' out?"
Dubai ain't here with me no more
That's why I be in Louis V everyday
Bizzy say we wearing Gucci like it's J's
Mike Amiri jeans, Cartier shades
Shawty used to dub me, now she in my face
I was ballin' like my nigga Blaze
I done fucked around, caught a case
Tell 'em don't fuck around, uh
I'd still shoot a nigga in his face
See I got on Louis V, so she choosing me, uh
She think I'm a stain
But I got the Glock, keep it on my waist
Shawty don't get shot for a blue face
Shawty don't get shot for these blue faces, uh
Grinding to the top, tryna dodge the hatred, uh, like
They got the cops tryna build a trace
Finna bond out on the case
Where a new opp? Get 'em out the way
And we still poppin' Rosé cases
[Bizzy Banks:]
I make the city hot in this bitch, uh
We keep the pistol cocked, we on any block in this bitch
We make 'em milly rockin' and shit
We let the semi pop, Luva gon' send a shot, if he moving wock in this bitch
Gave him 57, baby don't trip
Oh, he tryna demon? No he won't miss
I tell my shooters start sliding (Sliding)
If they multiplying then we gon' divide 'em
Send for they plug, the one who providing
Big dog, I do the deciding
That nigga pussy, he need some guidance, like
I know he ain't riding
Only get low when I hear them sirens
If I get caught, then I'm staying silent, like
