CITYBOYS/DYSTOPIA
RaeKe
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I can feel it in my lungs, all the city air Is that why everybody's so toxic? (Toxic) Acid armor for the girls and the pretty hair (pretty hair) Gotta wear it or you're gonna say I got sick City boys live it up City boys break it down City boys in the club Yeah we f*ck it up (ay!) City boys yeah we up City boys yeah we gas City boys in the club And we run it up (ay!) City boys live it up City boys break it down City boys in the club Yeah we f*ck it up (ay!) City boys yeah we up City boys yeah we gas City boys in the club And we run it up Ay ay ay ay ay ay oh-oh-oh Ay ay ay ay ay ay oh-oh-oh Champagne bottles, diamond choker on my collar Day I make it, make it rain, both rupees and my dollars Need 'em bitches short and cute, daddy tatted on they boob And we jumpin' all around if you step up we gon' shoot ay All these girls tryna block me but like Giannis I still get it in Always wanting more, they a sucker for my melody Toxic boys for life, Hoodville soldiers, yeah we menacing And the city girls they comin' in City girls f*ck it up City girls throw it back City girls in the club Diamonds dancing with the cash City girls with that ass City girls come attach City girls in the club And they run it up, f*ck it up Ay ay ay ay ay ay oh-oh-oh Ay ay ay ay ay ay oh-oh-oh (Let's go) City boys live it up City boys break it down City boys in the club Yeah we f*ck it up (ay!) City boys yeah we up City boys yeah we gas City boys in the club And we run it up (Where the beat go?) (Yeah) Yeah I'm wanted for the most You can't catch me, I'm a ghost Slipping out of your hand Motherfucker like I'm Soap And I got nowhere to go Still can't catch me, you're too slow Brown boys for the win Motherfucker like we toast Pop the pussy, drop the cadence Know I gotta drop 'em hating I been rollin' everyday, now I'm fallin' faded out yeah Got the rookie sayin' shit like nah Pop the pussy know I got the cadence Rollin' all the papers I'm not circulating Puffin' passin', not relating Lovin' laughin', we not hating Gang on fire, look like Satan Mandem gassin', I'm just spittin' fire Icy dragons out the Shire I be slashin' like I'm Myers Birthday bashing, shake yo' ass And make me feel like King in castle Take me, turn the heat don't hassle Bake me cake and feed yo' ass and Baby, I been patient too long I don't wanna do no wrong I don't wanna do no wrong Yeah yeah (Yuh, ay, yuh yuh yuh ay) I don't wanna do no wrong 'cause I know all my rights F*ck around and keep you guessing Gotchu sayin' that's not nice Tryna suck my soul but I'm a Devil F*ck the rules 'cause I'm a rebel Laugh it up, break you down Demon time, it's coming now! Dystopia dystopia Bad boy city, don't f*ck with us Dystopia dystopia Really down bad, hell yeah we cuss Dystopia dystopia Bad boy city, don't f*ck with us Dystopia dystopia Really down bad, hell yeah we cuss (Hell we yeah cuss)
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