Bitches in the City

Yo, waddup Auckland? I gotta lot of love for you But this one I don't know. "What is it? What is it?" Bitch, it's about you You bitches in the city Eah Take a listen Bitches wanna come at me drunk They don't know about this G-Funk Driving round in Suzuki Swifts Finding a reason to have another fit At the same time updating the Gram "Damn, look at us we got a gram Of weed!" "Why the fuck you doing pot?" "I don't know this what we thots plot Down as thinking it makes us so cool Regardless of being drops outta high school" Passed out at four in the morning On a couch, loud as fuck with the snoring Checking Snap stories, deleting tragic ones Thinking they worked their magic buns Shit, I think yo gonna be late for work "Nah, imma watch Netflix then twerk Twerk like I work, that's my work!" Shiit, I guess this is bezerk This is what it's like being famous No matter if we ignoramus It's all for the love of Auckland In pubs cheering Borussia Dortmund "Hello Kitty We the bitches in the city, yeah! Hello Kitty We the bitches in the city, yeah!" Hours before this shit kicks off Time for makeup to make us look tough Meeting up at the top girls house She the one who a slut, still got a spouse Arriving at her door with all the money Used on drinks, they didn't even do no chores All they said "thanks Mummy, love you hunny!" Wow, ain't that funny! I work all day for money for food They get it given like a sugar daddy rules By now the place has got all rowdy Everyone's dressed up for the howdy Hookups and what not gosh Once again, it's hands up like a mosh They ain't even arrived, yet its lit Forcing this shit to paper, bit by bit Making me cringe, knowing I date this gender Shit, might as well become a two-time offender Shit might settle down off of me Shit, like these bitches in the city This is what it's like being famous No matter if we ignoramus It's all for the love of Auckland In pubs cheering Borussia Dortmund "Hello Kitty We the bitches in the city, yeah! Hello Kitty We the bitches in the city, yeah!" Party has almost begun Here to look slutty, that's all we want Uber full with one in the boot They about to pay up for their loot From the numerous sugar day daddy's Fuck me, that may as well be her caddy Walking up the street, right pass the school Looking like a bunch of Eskimo Pascals Arriving uninvited, fashionably late That's your passion to take Shake n make n bake then bake we cake Your crew passes out in the living room Yet you say you're never giving in soon But the time clock strikes midnight Parties over, you say it ended just right In an Auckland state of mind Sleeping on the street is one of a kind Wake up, it's one in the morning Up to hit the clubs before mourning Fuck this shit is amazing I tell ya So much to rap about Let it be acapella I'm just playing Auckland Hahaha You know I love that shit