City lyrics

[Intro: Spiffy Global]
Hol' up, Spiff on this motherf*cker

[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
In the city, I be smoking sticky (Word)
With my n*gga Spiffy (Spiffy)
Makin' bread but this not no Jiffy
This the life I'm living (I'm living)
Got these b*tches, n*gga, cities, cities (Word)
Shaking ass and titties (Titties)
If a n*gga pay, than he can get it
b*tch, I keep a fifty (Fifty)

[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
Thirties up and Glocks (Glocks) 'cause we quick to shake the spot
Man down, no mask, b*tch, give me what you got (That's on my mama)
All the sneak dissing on the internet got you shot (Yeah)
What I did, I can't get up in to this 'cause it's a lot (Yeah)
Got a whole rack of news, b*tch I want all beef
On my T.I. sh*t, n*gga you don't know me (No)
b*tch, I'm G.I. Joe, at your door, 2-4, Christmas Eve (Eve)
Bringing toys to your door like f*ck the chimney (Yeah)
Why they envy me?
Bruh, they been here for a century (Yeah)
Stomp a n*gga head for more legs than a centipede
b*tch I be the centerpiece, bout a masterpiece
n*ggas laughed at me, now I f*ck they hoes on balconies
Got your b*tch up on her knees, yeah, yeah
She be sucking (Yeah)
AK-47 to his head, we be busting (Bow)
When a n*gga start hearin' lead they be ducking (Ducking)
350 degree , heat 'em like the oven (Oven)
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
In the city, I be smoking sticky (Word)
With my n*gga Spiffy (Spiffy)
Makin' bread but this not no Jiffy
This the life I'm living (I'm living)
Got these b*tches, n*gga, cities, cities (Word)
Shaking ass and titties (Titties)
If a n*gga pay, than he can get it
b*tch, I keep a fifty (Fifty)

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Hoodrich Juan
Keep it fifteen hunnid (Fluh, fluh)
Shoot a n*gga like I'm hunting (Bow)
Turn him to a ghost, haunted (Yeah)
Trap in the hood like Compton (Hood)
Don't beef with n*ggas on the internet (Hell nah)
Them killers, they ready to kidnap (Kill)
The chief of the beef, I'm a Big Mac (Who)
Put a fifty round in your seat back (Yeah)
Smoking specific with Spiff (Spiff)
Diamonds on my trigger finger is Dixie (Cup)
These n*ggas, really some b*tches (b*tches)
Whipping the pot like I need me some riches (Woo, woo)
Acting around on my collar, I'm dripping (Yeah)
Trap n*ggas still serving the trenches (Yeah)
Amber alert, got a parent missing (Woo)
Got snipers that hit you from long distance (Woo)
[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
In the city, I be smoking sticky (Word)
With my n*gga Spiffy (Spiffy)
Makin' bread but this not no Jiffy
This the life I'm living (I'm living)
Got these b*tches, n*gga, cities, cities (Word)
Shaking ass and titties (Titties)
If a n*gga pay, than he can get it
b*tch, I keep a fifty (Fifty)