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City Girls

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Real hot chick

I don't care about a hitter

Big Birkin bag hold

five six figures

Stripes on my back

So he call this kitty Tigger

Jumpin' on a scammin' ***

Rich scam hitter

Same group of chicks

Ain't no addin' to the picture

Drop a couple racks

Watch this pace get bigger

Drinkin' on liquor

And I'm lookin' at your hitter

If his money right

He can eat it like a Snicker

I ain't got time for you

fake lil' foes

Talkin' all loud in them

fake lil' clothes

Fake *** shoes

match their fake *** gold

I'm the realest one ever

to you snakey foes

Act up

You can get snatched up

Act up

You can get snatched up

Act up

You can get snatched up

Dirty track nails baby

Girl you need to back up

It's Yung Miami

And I came to run my sack up

Tired old tramps

on my page tryna track us

Brand new chain

City Girls goin' platinum

I keep a baby Glock

I ain't fightin' with no random

Period

You chicks weak is you serious

I let him taste the kitty

Now he actin' all delirious

Did the dash in the Rover

like it's Fast and Furious

U see my number in his phone

Now you actin' curious

He gon' buy me Gucci

if I ask for it

He a classy hitter

Rockin' Tom Ford

I bet your lil' sister wanna

look like me

I bet your lil' brother wanna

hit on me

Hood *****good kitty

I ain't average

Um he can't come around

without that cabbage

Um pop a kitty slizz quick

like a bubblegum

I ain't never worry

I just deal with it for fun

Act up

You can get snatched up

Act up

You can get snatched up

Act up

You can get snatched up

Dirty track nails baby

Girl you need to back up

JT on the track and you

know I'm 'bout my paper

Kitty sweet kitty tight

So he called it Lifesaver

If you a broke hitter

**** nah I can't date ya

If you *** a rich hitter

I'ma wake ya 'til you ain't one

If that hitter a scammer

I'm turnin' into a dancer

I make it clap

like he got the right answer

Sit on it with manners

Get it harder than a hammer

He wanna freak kitty

Pink breast cancer

Oh you like big buns

Well I like big bucks

I don't care about your chain

hitter or your big truck

Yeah I know you gettin' it

But is you spendin' it

Give a hoot what a hitter got

if he ain't givin' it

B-bad bad chick

Bad attitude

Nails done hair done

Peach too

Your baby daddy workin' me

and wantin' me

He don't answer you chick

That's because of me

Act up

You can get snatched up

Act up

You can get snatched up

Act up

You can get snatched up

Dirty track nails baby

Girl you need to back up