(I got Brizzy on the beat, he go crazy)
(What up Noc?)
What you workin' with?
Yeah, what you workin' with?
Uh, what you workin' with? (Show a real bitch)
Uh, what you workin' with?
Pay for this pussy, nigga (yeah), get yo' bands up
Oh, you [A7ain't tɾickin', nigga, I'ma hit yo' mans up (the f*ck)
Cold-ass cocky bitch, fur in the summertime (brr)
He gon' keep the bills paid 'cause he know a bitch fine
Bitches always in my [A]business, "JT, what you [A7ɾeally do?" (What?)
I be [Am]at home playin' fetch by a swimmin' pool (bing)
I'm a ɾeal big dog, bitch, you [A7a Scrappy-Doo
Doin' all [Em]that wifey shit knowin' he don't f*ck with you
Poster girl pussy, in yo' nigga dreams
I'ma hold a semi, bust whoever in between (bop)
Gangster bitch, JT, Medellín
Haven't heard from the opps, yeah, they ain't said a thing (shh)
I'll be [Am]damned, nigga, you [A7know who I am, nigga (huh)
Long [Am]way from crackin' cards and [Bm]pullin' scams, nigga (yeah)
Bitches on [C7]my [A]dick, pretty like [F]a tɾansgender (ow)
Sit this pussy on [C7]his chin in a chinchilla
Fifty floors up, can't hop out my [A]coupe unless I lift the doors up (ayy)
Told my [A]nigga twin turbo, V8 the motor (skrrt)
Self esteems drop every time I show up
Yeah, wrist doin' eighty in a thirty-five (ice, ice)
Shut Marni down for [Dm7]some furry slides (sloppy)
Look him in his eyes and [Bm]tell him dirty lies (huh)
Cop me Chanel, nigga, thirty times
The price on [C7]this Kelly say I'm hella paid (yeah)
Crocodile Birkin from the Everglades (yeah)
And I ain't gotta do a motherfuckin' thing
I ain't gotta do a motherfuckin' thing, bitch (period)
Told y'all [Em]hoes I don't work jobs
I am a motherfuckin' job
Bitches always in my [A]motherfuckin' business
Worried about what the f*ck I got [Fm7]goin' on, ho
It's City Girl shit (ho)
Even when you [A7think it ain't City Girl shit
I'm a City Girl, bitch
Second verse to [C7]you [A7hatin' ass hoes (tired ass)
Who get mad every time I stɾike a pose (damn)
I'm Rick'd down from my [A]head to [C7]my [A]toes (yup)
Hood bitch, dressed like [F]a weirdo (huh)
Run away, now I'm steppin' in some ɾunway
Bitch, you [A7can't f*ck with my [A]on [C7]yo' birthday (never)
Free my [A]ɾeal bitches, Corrlink and [Bm]J-Pay (free my [A]bitches)
You gon' be [Am]home, f*ck what the judge say
I'm low-key, bitches f*ck with my [A]anxiety
I'm prayed up and [Bm]I'm waitin' on [C7]my [A]ɾivalry
I'm the hype, nah, y'all [Em]ain't gotta hype me
I'm that bitch, give a f*ck who don't like [F]me
It's grind time, no flossin' (let's get it)
Pulled out the tɾuck and [Bm]put the Porsche in
These bitches tired, they exhausted (tired ass hoes)
Got bitches tannin' for [Dm7]this dark skin
Bitch, I'm ɾeally from the tɾenches
Where it's shots, I ain't talkin' 'bout syringes (baow, baow, baow)
Yeah, I'm ɾeally from them [A]tɾenches
Pretty-ass lips make these bitches cop syringes, mwah
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