"My City" lyrics

I ain't ever burn out with my glocky yeah I turn up
Imma get this cheddar I know better than to burn rounds
I was in the cellar now Margiela when I pop out
12 was tryna catch up now I turn it to a cookout
I wipe the block out, mop out, toolie when I hop out
Cops out, callouts, they ain't know we ball out
He down, chill out, I can't shut the heat down
She down, she loud yeah I turn her to a freak now

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Bad bitches in my own section
You press me boy meet my Wesson
Four-door coup with the rims extended
I done got too litty in my city feel like Virgil
If we got a problem I got hitters in each borough
Boyfriend tryna test me so I put his girl on furlough
I get trigger happy Imma burn you a bozo
Racks in my jeans yeah I'm poppin'
Imma pull out with a chopstick woah
Bank on bank I'm shopping bro
R.I.P. to my profits aye
Get good brain I'm in college yuh
You too thick in your noggin bruh
I won't ever start floppin'
Yeah Imma stay a trending topic

I'm smoking opp pack
Don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
I hit your block back
Your door your door, your door, your door
Down it goes

I ain't ever burn out with my glocky yeah I turn up
Imma get this cheddar I know better than to burn rounds
I was in the cellar now Margiela when I pop out
12 was tryna catch up now I turn it to a cookout
I wipe the block out, mop out, toolie when I hop out
Cops out, callouts, they ain't know we ball out
He down, chill out, I can't shut the heat down
She down, she loud yeah I turn her to a freak now