505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
Money addict addicted to gettin the cash
I hop in the booth and you know it's a classic
Like Santa clause I just be gettin the bag
I grab her and slap on that lil biddy ass
Woah
I just be gettin the bag
I made stupid racks but I ain't no dummy
We went to the store for some papers and hunnids
These niggas was trippin off gettin some money
I'm finna spray like febreeze
I got a bitch on her knees
I'm sick of these niggas sneeze
I made a hunnid in a week
Nigga I been in my bag
And nigga I been gettin cash
And nigga I ain't even gettin mad at the hoe if she mad long she throw ass
505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
They told me be careful I don't got insurance I'm testing my 0 to 60 I'm gone
I popped me and addy then I got endurance I'm smokin so much exotic out the bong
Yo baby she on me she say that she love me she suckin my dick while she singing my songs
I'm making more money swear I ain't no dummy you say I'm not right well then I'll prove you wrong
Ah f*ck bro I just f*cked up the bmw
What the f*ck bro
F*ck it
I had to get me a bag wait
100 a day is a bad day
These niggas are mad why they talkin
Yeah they mad I took off on they ass aye
Runnin the game doing laps aye
These niggas are pussies they last place
I see a nigga and I laugh
Cuz this is my city I'm back aye
505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
YNR Wellz - My City Lyrics
YNR Wellz - My City Lyrics
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505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
Money addict addicted to gettin the cash
I hop in the booth and you know it's a classic
Like Santa clause I just be gettin the bag
I grab her and slap on that lil biddy ass
Woah
I just be gettin the bag
I made stupid racks but I ain't no dummy
We went to the store for some papers and hunnids
These niggas was trippin off gettin some money
I'm finna spray like febreeze
I got a bitch on her knees
I'm sick of these niggas sneeze
I made a hunnid in a week
Nigga I been in my bag
And nigga I been gettin cash
And nigga I ain't even gettin mad at the hoe if she mad long she throw ass
505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
They told me be careful I don't got insurance I'm testing my 0 to 60 I'm gone
I popped me and addy then I got endurance I'm smokin so much exotic out the bong
Yo baby she on me she say that she love me she suckin my dick while she singing my songs
I'm making more money swear I ain't no dummy you say I'm not right well then I'll prove you wrong
Ah f*ck bro I just f*cked up the bmw
What the f*ck bro
F*ck it
I had to get me a bag wait
100 a day is a bad day
These niggas are mad why they talkin
Yeah they mad I took off on they ass aye
Runnin the game doing laps aye
These niggas are pussies they last place
I see a nigga and I laugh
Cuz this is my city I'm back aye
505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
Money addict addicted to gettin the cash
I hop in the booth and you know it's a classic
Like Santa clause I just be gettin the bag
I grab her and slap on that lil biddy ass
Woah
I just be gettin the bag
I made stupid racks but I ain't no dummy
We went to the store for some papers and hunnids
These niggas was trippin off gettin some money
I'm finna spray like febreeze
I got a bitch on her knees
I'm sick of these niggas sneeze
I made a hunnid in a week
Nigga I been in my bag
And nigga I been gettin cash
And nigga I ain't even gettin mad at the hoe if she mad long she throw ass
505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
They told me be careful I don't got insurance I'm testing my 0 to 60 I'm gone
I popped me and addy then I got endurance I'm smokin so much exotic out the bong
Yo baby she on me she say that she love me she suckin my dick while she singing my songs
I'm making more money swear I ain't no dummy you say I'm not right well then I'll prove you wrong
Ah f*ck bro I just f*cked up the bmw
What the f*ck bro
F*ck it
I had to get me a bag wait
100 a day is a bad day
These niggas are mad why they talkin
Yeah they mad I took off on they ass aye
Runnin the game doing laps aye
These niggas are pussies they last place
I see a nigga and I laugh
Cuz this is my city I'm back aye
505 know I'm the king of my city
No cap in my rap imma load up the 50
Bad biddy bitches they showin they tittie's aye f*ck a ex hoe I ain't talkin bout Brittney
I f*ck with a bag on her head she ain't pretty
I act like a gentlemen just to get kitty
Don't f*ck with the law yeah that shit can get wicked
I'm smokin the skunk and that shit gettin sticky
Woah yeah
Breaking down all of the buds it get sticky
Sippin codiene that shit killing my kidneys
A glock and a beam tell a hoe to come with me
I f*ck on this bitch but I ain't being petty
That hoe for the streets it was bound to get shitty
I know if I ask her she wanna come with me
I'm up in my bag get my blue like I'm Nipsey
Writer: Johlil Wells
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